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“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.” - Mitch Albom

Write about an event that shaped who your character is today. How does the quote apply for them? Explore the relationship that they had with their parents. 

These aren’t required and you can do them in your own time. Remember to tag your post with ‘taprompt’ and have fun and be creative, write as much or as little as you like. 
The previous Writing Prompt can be found here: A Journey

“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.” - Mitch Albom

Write about an event that shaped who your character is today. How does the quote apply for them? Explore the relationship that they had with their parents. 

These aren’t required and you can do them in your own time. Remember to tag your post with taprompt’ and have fun and be creative, write as much or as little as you like. 

The previous Writing Prompt can be found here: A Journey

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The following roles have been reopened:

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How does the event work?

You can just post starters related to it or paras, and then, if there's a lot of people online at the same time I might post a link to a chatzy so that people can interact together.

Also, as a note, because this weekend was really busy for everyone. The event has been extended slightly. So you can roleplay anything related to it until the end of the day on Wednesday. Obviously, you may continue conversations and paras past that time, but nothing new should be posted.

-Admin Anna

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Beach Bonfire
Time: Sunday, 6-9 PM (All Day OOC)
Place: The Beach
Who’s invited? Everyone
Type of Event: Casual
To get the school year started, the Academy is hosting a small get together for the students who are already at Flattery Creek. Come to the beach to get to know any of the students you might not know and to relax before the year gets underway! Drinks and food will be provided by the Academy, as well as entertainment. 

Beach Bonfire

  • Time: Sunday, 6-9 PM (All Day OOC)
  • Place: The Beach
  • Who’s invited? Everyone
  • Type of Event: Casual

To get the school year started, the Academy is hosting a small get together for the students who are already at Flattery Creek. Come to the beach to get to know any of the students you might not know and to relax before the year gets underway! Drinks and food will be provided by the Academy, as well as entertainment. 

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Grace Levine 

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Do you have a nina dobrev fc?

No, I'm sorry nonnie, we don't currently have one. But I'm always open to face-claim changes, as long as it fits the character.

-Admin Anna

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Congratulations, Risa! You’ve been accepted as Jane (Changed to Grace) Levine (Lily Collins FC). Please make your account, follow the tracked tags, and send it in within 48 hours.
Admin Note: I loved your application, especially how you focused so much on how Grace became who she is now. How her faith, her parents, and her gift all worked together, and you captured that beautifully and added so much depth to her as a character. I can’t wait to see how you’ll portray her on the dash!
The Application is under the cut:
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Name/Alias: Risa
Age: 15
Time zone: EST
How active will you be? I’m online most school nights but won’t be able to reply to long paras until the weekends. 
In Character Information
Desired Character: Jane Levine
What made you choose this character? When I first saw the batch, I fell in love with another character but then came across Jane. Her gift is so powerful yet so unreal, so unnatural, and it strikes me how her early experiences clearly shaped her into the person she is now. I can foresee so many things I could do with her story, and hopefully bring out her best sides.
Describe the character in your own words: Jane is a girl who only ever wanted a life with both her mother and her father, living together and loving each other, but through some cruel twist of fate she has ended up with more than she can bite. Her gift, or curse, is a guilty burden to her and has changed her more than anyone else. It scares her how she can do such a terrible thing to two people- forcing them to feel something they don’t, and seeing her power in play firsthand, she knows that it is unnatural. It is sin. She has promised herself that no matter what she will fight against it, being self-sufficient and defiant in nature, the resistance comes easier to her than to others. Jane is withdrawn at times, afraid to reach out to others in fear that they will force her to use her gift for their own selfish desires like the Academy has been doing.
Any changes you’d like me to consider?  I would love a FC change to Crystal Reed. Also if it isn’t too much trouble could I change Jane’s first name to Grace? - Changed to Lily Collins and the first name change is accepted!
Para Sample:
From the beginning it was never right, and it still wasn’t to this day. Jane remembered the year she had been sent away to the Academy as clearly as if it had just passed. It’s hard to forget the best time of your life, even if it all stemmed from a figment of her imagination. She regretted it…she had never meant for it to happen, she didn’t even know how it did; all Jane knew back then, with a dozen years under her belt, was that more than anything in the world, having her mother and father together with her was what she wanted. She was twelve years old and her hope was dying. It had started out like it always did- arguments and accusations, Jane hiding in her room with her Bible, kneeling with her hands together, praying like she had since she learned to pray, for her parents to somehow fix whatever caused them to separate. They had loved each other once, surely they still had feelings. Jane knew even at that age that love was one of the most powerful feelings to touch mankind. It was their saving grace in a world of sin, and without it life would be cold and dark. If only she could help her mother love her father again, then everything would be okay.
When the arguments stopped and hostility morphed to ignorance, Jane realized that it wouldn’t work. No matter how much she tried to reason with them, they wouldn’t listen. The yearly visit passed, and Jane’s pillow began to smell of tears, prayers, and broken hope. Then, The Miracle happened. Ignorance suddenly bloomed into civil behavior, and like a flower blossoming too late, Jane watched her parents begin to love each other again, almost overnight. They treated each other well and spoke like they cared about each other again, and even though it was unbelievable, Jane believed it with the faith of a child. It wasn’t until weeks later that the wave of euphoria passed and Jane began to notice how strange it all was. When her parents spoke to each other their words were lacking something, not feeling or emotion, but something deeper. They repeated the same phrases over and over and every time it didn’t seem to mean anything at all. I love you, they said, but their eyes didn’t change at all.
But her wish was granted, and Jane thought that this is what it must be like. She had never known what a family was and was grateful that her prayers had been answered and her determination rewarded. The arrival of the letter ruined everything. It came in August, after a long summer of repeated words and family events that almost made the three of them feel like they were a real family. The paper was thick and creamy and fit strangely into Jane’s hands. She had never seen such expensive paper, all her father could afford between paying for her to be taken care of by nannies and tutors and the daily expenses of life was thin drawing paper. But it wasn’t the paper itself that shocked her; it was the words contained in it. The Academy, a place for the most elite students…did that include her too? Of course her parents sent her away, they had always wanted the best for her. Little did she know that upon her departure everything would fall apart. Love became tolerance and tolerance led to little disagreements that quickly ballooned back into the old arguments. The next time Jane came home, her mother had returned to her old life and her father’s spite for her mother had become stronger than ever. By that time Jane had learned what she had done and what she could do, and as she prayed for God’s forgiveness, she hated herself and her gift.
Anything else?  Although Jane (or Grace if you agree to the change) is a passionate Christian, she isn’t a crazy freak about it. It is a private matter that helps her keep hold of what she is and what she stands for. It helps her stay empowered and fighting against her “gift”, and she often tries to remind herself of her sins and her need for forgiveness. Being betrayed by her mother for most of her life, it is hard for her to let people care about her, even though she craves love and affection. 

Congratulations, Risa! You’ve been accepted as Jane (Changed to Grace) Levine (Lily Collins FC). Please make your account, follow the tracked tags, and send it in within 48 hours.

Admin Note: I loved your application, especially how you focused so much on how Grace became who she is now. How her faith, her parents, and her gift all worked together, and you captured that beautifully and added so much depth to her as a character. I can’t wait to see how you’ll portray her on the dash!

The Application is under the cut:

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Congratulations, Abbey! You’ve been accepted as Izzy Martin (Imogen Poots FC). Please make your account, follow the tracked tags, and send it in within 48 hours.
Admin Note: Your application was so beautiful and imaginative, it really captured Izzy’s character so well. Your para took me away into the Academy, and I loved how you portrayed Izzy in it. I think you’ll be able to do so much with her and I know I’ll love seeing your portrayal of her on the dash!
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Name/Alias: Abbey
Age: 17
Time zone: CST
How active will you be? (Describe): Hopefully quite active—I’ll try to make it on for a few hours every night. I’ve got school but my homework level is pretty low at this point, so that probably won’t be a huge problem. I might have not be able to get on quite as much as usual due to my laptop being broken at current, but if I had to give a number I’d still guess about a 7.
In Character Information
Desired Character: Izzy Martin
What made you choose this character? I really liked her characterization, about how she’s both extremely imaginative and creative but also very impulsive. I think I kind of identified with her in that way, because I’m not always one to think before I act. Not only that, but I really think that Izzy would be a very fun character to play. It would be very interesting to show how she acts around others, and also how she interacts with the world around her.
Describe the character in your own words: Like you said, Izzy is a ball of pent-up energy. She’s almost like a storm—all crashing emotions and wild shows of what she can do. Also like a storm, there’s no stopping her. She knows that her powers drain her, but that doesn’t stop her from using them—much as it would please her friends. She completely and totally sees what she can do as a gift, and to her there’s nothing better than being able to create exactly what is on her mind. There is very little in-between when it comes to Izzy’s emotions and behavior. Usually she crashes from one extreme to the next whenever her emotions happen to change, rather than slowly becoming more sad or happier due to some factor. Everything about her is fast—her speech, her decision making, the way her ideas jump around in her head. It’s very rare for Izzy to actually relax, but she doesn’t feel she really needs time to relax. She’d much rather be moving and creating, anyway.
Any changes you’d like me to consider? Nope, I don’t think so.
Para Sample:
This will be amazing, she thought, astonishing, remarkable, breath-taking. The most beautiful thing I have ever created.
It started with an impulse of Izzy’s. It was probably an irrational one, not very smart on her part, but…well, they always were. Some freshmen had been chatting about their powers, how they discovered them, and what they could do. Izzy sat not far from them, sketching an imagined landscape onto the thick paper of her sketchpad with an assortment of colored pencils. It looked like a strange mix between Candyland and some place out of a Tim Burton movie, all illogical points and swirls and mad, bright colors. The trees varied wildly, some of them tall and furry with spines for leaves and other short and seriously fat but the most stunning color of purple with leaves as black as pitch. In the picture it was sunset, and she was quite focused on capturing the way the setting sun influenced the golden river in the corner of the page. For most people, sketching and coloring would be a still activity—but for Izzy, it was quite the opposite. Sure, the majority of her body was unmoving. Despite that, her hand was flying over the page, and her mind was whirling at insane speeds. It was all about getting the place in her head on paper before she lost the scene.
Just as she was transitioning from the river to some tiny flowers on the blank, a voice ripped through her concentration.
“Hey, you’re an upperclassman, right?” one of the freshman asked, a floppy-haired kid with a too-big nose and an insane amount of freckles. Izzy’s head jerked up at the words, and she inspected him with wide eyes and a slight frown. Even as he spoke, the stunning landscape in her mind faded into a memory—almost a grayscale version of itself, it was so dull. She was frowning then, simply because she had quite liked that idea. Despite her touch of annoyance, she looked expectantly at the boy. After a brief moment she realized he was probably expecting some sort of response, so she nodded.“Well, what can you do?”
“I can create things with energy,” Izzy answered quite promptly, wanting to see if she could finish her drawing at all or if the idea was completely gone. She would have turned back to the sketchpad in front of her if not for the freshmen all looking quite blank. The girl rolled her eyes, not fond of explaining her gift twice, but willing to if it meant these kids would get off her back. “It’s like, I can imagine something, and then I use my power to craft it into existence.”
Another of the freshman—this one a girl who looked rather like a lollipop, Izzy noted mentally, with a slim body and a too-big head—was looking at her skeptically. After a moment of what looked like consideration, the girl sneered and said in quite the obnoxious tone, “I don’t believe you. People can’t just create things out of nothing.”
“It isn’t out of nothing, it’s out of energy. And wanna bet?” Izzy’s irritation melted away and a grin spread across her face. She glanced down at the picture in her lap, picking her favorite component, and got to her feet. Before she did anything else, she glanced over to make sure she had the attention of the freshman—especially lollipop-girl. When she was sure her audience was tuned-in, she started.
Using her power wasn’t really a difficult thing for Izzy, if one ignored the amount it took out of her. It didn’t use up a whole lot of her concentration to do, and she didn’t have to take, like, five hours to get in the zone like some of her classmates did. Instead she just made sure she had a firm picture of what she wanted to create in her mind when she began. When she used her gift, the motions were obviously intentional and even a bit graceful. She moved her hands as if she was drawing something on paper, determined strokes and purposeful juts out or curves in the air. The air in front of her was her slap of clay, and she was shaping it like a master sculptor. When she was crafting little things, the motions weren’t as needed. With a big thing like this, though, they were positively necessary.
That would about be the point where normally her friends would pull her aside and insist she stop. That time, though, she was all on her own and she had been tempted into showing off. Izzy was so absolutely absorbed in her work that she didn’t notice herself slowly getting weaker and weaker. She finished off with a flourish of her arms, opening them upwards in a ‘Y’ to show off her creation. The movement staggered her backwards, her head spinning wildly. With a guilty pang she realized this was probably what her friends talked about when they told her not to over-extend herself. Izzy stumbled again when she tried to take a step towards her tree, but she ended up falling to her knees instead. The freshmen, who had been viewing her creation, rushed over. They chorused calls of ‘oh god, are you okay?’ and ‘you alright?!’, some of them even bending down and helping to her feet. It was made quite obvious that her legs were too shaky to hold her, and she carefully sat back down again.
One of the freshman insisted on going to find a nurse or a professor, but Izzy was no longer paying any attention to the other people. She was admiring her work. The tree’s trunk spiraled as it moved up, like the horn of an animal. It was bone-white, with vein-like streaks of black wrapping around it. The best part, though, were the tinsel-like leaves springing from the thin branches like fireworks. All thoughts of her friends and their usual warnings as Izzy inspected the tree, a trace of a smile on her face. She leaned forwards, her hand extended towards it. The motion was too much for her, and her vision quickly went black as she passed out.
Several hours later she was woken up by a friend in her own room. She had slept off the power usage, the friend said, and now it was time for class. Annoyance flared throughout Izzy at the friend’s next words, though—when she passed out, the tree had vanished. She sighed and got up to leave the room, quiet put-out that all of that hard work was wasted.
Anything else? Izzy doesn’t come from the most traditional of homes. Her father walked out when she was very young, and she grew up with just her mother and her baby brother and herself. They were very poor growing up, and her mother wasn’t the best of moms when she was a kid—quite negligent, usually ignoring her children completely. Izzy’s mom cleaned up her act when Izzy was ten and her brother was eight, though, and she’s forgiven her completely. Also, Izzy considers herself an artist of all kinds—she simply loves creating. There’s something truly fulfilling in making something out of nothing, in her mind. She favors drawing and painting, but there is literately no types of art she wouldn’t try at least once or twice.

Congratulations, Abbey! You’ve been accepted as Izzy Martin (Imogen Poots FC). Please make your account, follow the tracked tags, and send it in within 48 hours.

Admin Note: Your application was so beautiful and imaginative, it really captured Izzy’s character so well. Your para took me away into the Academy, and I loved how you portrayed Izzy in it. I think you’ll be able to do so much with her and I know I’ll love seeing your portrayal of her on the dash!

The Application is under the cut:

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The roles of Izzy Martin (FC: Imogen Poots) and Jane Levine (FC: Troian Bellisario) will be closed at 1:00 PM PST.

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We should have an event!

You're absolutely right, nonnie! I have one all planned for this weekend actually! I hope you'll like it.

-Admin Anna

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