Junior
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Sylv
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irrelevant and meaningless , just as i see it .
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Post by Jozefiene Holland on Sept 22, 2024 12:27:09 GMT -7
ℑ'𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔡 𝔡𝔦𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯. @anyone ❤︎ outfit: school uniform ❤︎ penned by sylv Her project was due soon . Her fashion design project , that was . She had to find a model for all of the dresses she made , have them pose , and post them on the school's magazine in their fashion catalog . She tried to do them herself , but apparently , that was against the rules ! She was the hottest girl at Panacea , how was it against the rules ? That teacher needed to change that stupid rubric !
It was a project she was excited about , she admitted . Getting to model her own work was something she was looking forward too . Her clothes were flawless , and there was never a time where she didn't get perfect marks . People often stopped her to ask where she bought her dresses , and she was happy to gloat about how she made them herself !
Jozefiene was working on her latest outfit , at a loss for what to do . No one else in school wanted to see anyone but her rock these dresses . Her body was banging , her skin flawless , how could they not ? They were made with expensive designer fabric , imported from Exeles . Most of her own clothes were made with this fabric . She thought about complaining to the teacher , demanding the rules be changed . It was very tempting .
She then got an idea . She supposed would power through it , just this once . How about pulling someone in and forcing them to model for her ? It was brilliant !
She went outside of the room , her eyes scanning the halls for a possible subject . Once she heard a footstep , her eyes flickered to the source . Perfect . She grabbed their arm , pulling them into the room , no matter how much they objected , or how grateful they were to be touched by her .
[googlefont="Great Vibes"] ❝︎ Just in the nick of time ! Thank you so much for offering to help me .. ❞︎ she said , sounding grateful for their involunatry actions . ❝︎ Under princess' orders , of course ~ ❞︎ making sure to let them know they they couldn't object , even if they tried . If they were speaking before this , she'd cut them off and say this instead .
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Junior
.·:*¨ CHARACTER IS RENOWNED ¨*:·.
played by
Sana
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I know that you've seen the worst, your heart's been torn before
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Post by farrah deneir on Sept 23, 2024 6:51:04 GMT -7
Fly on you golden girl,
and fight against those fears It was not at all uncommon for Farrah to stay late at school to finish up his projects, finding a solitary classroom more conducive to doing homework than his dorm room could ever hope to be. That was no shade to his roommate - she was lovely - but any room with a bed was ultimately doomed to stress him out no matter how he dressed it up.
A classroom had none of the same associations, and had the additional benefit of being just a few minutes walk away from his favorite place in the entire school: the library. Even just thinking about it made his head lift, instinctively looking in it’s direction as if he could see through the walls.
Before he knew it he’d packed up his books, magnetically pulled into the hallway by the lure of heading towards that magical place. He loved it, even just the smell of paper, the warmth and the quiet. More than once had he envied the librarian his job- maybe that was what he should aim towards himself?
With his head up in thoughts, safe believing he was the only one around, Farrah paid no attention to what went on in the hallway alongside him. Not until a hand wrapped around his arm, pulling him off balance into a classroom so suddenly it was only after the fact that his discombobulated head caught up to its panic, and pulled away from the grasp that held him to wrap himself up in his own arms.
“W-what!??”
Farrah’s tongue felt twice too big for his mouth, and before he could utter another word his kidnapper proceeded to barrage him with her own. Help? orders? Only half of what she said registered, the other half bouncing off his anxiety like water off a duck's back. It took seconds before he blinked, uncurling on himself as he recognized the student council secretary.
His heart was still in his throat, refusing to be swallowed down even after he logically knew he had nothing to panic about. It made his voice timid, more so than he'd have liked. “H-help with what? you know, just asking would have sufficed.” Had she asked? he’d certainly been lost in thought deep enough that he might not have heard it.. Oh, now he felt a bit guilty, letting his eyes fall demurely to where he’d tightly knit his fingers together over his thighs.
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Junior
.·:*¨ CHARACTER IS RENOWNED ¨*:·.
played by
Sylv
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irrelevant and meaningless , just as i see it .
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Post by Jozefiene Holland on Sept 28, 2024 21:54:01 GMT -7
ℑ'𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔡 𝔡𝔦𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯. [googlefont="Great Vibes"] ❝︎ I did ask , ❞︎ she replied blankly , ❝︎ And you agreed . Funky memory , I get it , I forgive you . ❞︎ She hadn't even looked at the person yet . From their tone of voice alone , she knew that they would believe her . Who wouldn't , really ?
She finally turned to her victim , looking as he was .. A lot shorter than she expected ? She didn't even know they made teenagers that short . Or was this a child she kidnapped ? A child that didn't recognize her one bit ! But Jozefiene seemed to recognize him . Weren't they both on student council ? The event coordinator , right ? She didn't think they were in the same class . ❝︎ Hold on .. Wait , don't tell me -- You're Farrow , right ? I know you ! ❞︎
The wrong name was on purpose . She knew full well what the boy's name was . But the princess was so sweet , so ditzy , such a damsel .. She would never do anything like that . Never , would she cause someone discomfort . Never , would she kidnap someone for her own desires .
Bringing him to the room with her , he'd notice that she had a slew of dresses splayed onto a table , along with fabric scattered across them . The room reeked of her strawberry perfume . She grabbed a random dress off the table and shoved it in Farrah's hands .
❝︎ I need a model for these dresses . I made them myself . Tell me what you think of them , ❞︎ she instructed , pointing Farrah to a changing room . |
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Junior
.·:*¨ CHARACTER IS RENOWNED ¨*:·.
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Sana
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I know that you've seen the worst, your heart's been torn before
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Post by farrah deneir on Oct 2, 2024 9:22:11 GMT -7
Fly on you golden girl,
and fight against those fears The garment that had been stuffed into his arms were as soft under his thumbs as his disbelief, half willing to believe he’d gone crazy and truly forgot having an entire conversation with this girl. Not a cheery prospect, but Farrah knew he was nothing but a fractured chalice waiting for time to pull him apart. Now was as bad a time as any.
His logic told him none of what Jozefiene said had happened, that she was making it up. Not that it mattered, he’d already more or less said he’d help so arguing about the schematics of it all would just be unpleasant.
“Ah- almost, it’s Farrah.” He corrected gently as he turned his odd-coloured eyes downward onto the dress he’d been provided. It was pink and very floofy, very princessy.. and in some ways reminiscent of some of the outfits he’d worn for ballet- A tutu was not so different from a bell skirt.
“Aight. If you just want me to wear them, I can do that. I don't think I can give you any helpful input on the dress itself though, but then I am sure you don’t need that anyway.” Headstrong as she seemed, he doubted she’d hear anything but what she wanted to hear regardless, so he let out the tiniest sigh to himself, and walked into the dressing room to change.
On his small frame the dress felt big, particularly around the bust and waist. Farrah could only assume it had been made with someone more Jozefiene’s size in mind, and she was like a mountain beside him. Even so he could tell it was well made, and it was much easier to fix a too-big dress than it was to fix a too small one. “Are there any paperclips around?”
He stepped out of the dressing room, one hand pinching some of the excess fabric in the back together in a way that was more flattering on his body.
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