Starting a new game looking for people

[SH07]

My character is a 24 year old first year history teacher in high school. Her name is Ms. O'Toole. She has light brown hair, brown eyes, is 5-10 135 lbs and her measurements are 36b-25-27. Im looking for people to play students and other teachers. No jock characters! I need approximately 4 guys and 3 girls although more will be accepted depending on logistics later. Almost anything goes in this story and if you are easily offended don't join. Aside from no jocks no typical blonde silicon cheerleaders. Try to be original and give your character. Feel free to step outside the below list if you have another idea.

Possible Character List
1)Ms. O'Toole
2)Another female teacher
3)Male teacher
4)A male student I have
5)A female student I have
6)A parent
7)Another female student
8)Another male student

 

[sex-maniac69]

Ill be your male student.

 

[Angelus]

I'll be the second male student

 

[Isolde]

I can be either a female teacher or student...it really doesnt matter to me. I will see what others want to take first.

 

[SweetSarah]

I'll be a female student if you need one ...

 

[Purple Haze]

I'd like to be be a male teacher, Art class.

 

[Whit00EK]

Is there room for your supervising administrator...the assistant principal of the high school? I would be delighted to assume the role.

Edward

 

[willywanker]

Will Rogers, English Lit teacher, 42, divorced and on the rebound. Looking for love.........anyplace. Been teaching Senior English for way to long. Keeps fit, just a little middle age bulge, longer than typical wavy brown hair and mustache. Has same planning period as Ms. O'Toole, lunch hour.

OOC: sound like a character you can use? I'm in if so.

 

[SH07]

Well the character list goes as follows:
1) Me
2) Male student #1
3) Male student #2
4) Female student
5) Male teacher #1
6) Male teacher #2
7) Female teacher
8) Assistant principal

We have 5 guys and 3 girls. I wish we had another female but this will have to do unless someone else replies. Send a description of your character. When I have all the descriptions all begin the storyline. If anyone relies we could use another female student and a female parent might be nice too.

 

[Isolde]

Description: Ms. Victoria (Vicky) Cooper, 26 yrs old, Auburn hair, green eyes, 5' 7", 127 lbs, 32C-28-34, Drama teacher, just broke up with fiance.

[Edited by Isolde on 01-02-2001 at 02:00 PM]

 

[Purple Haze]

Mr. Steve Reynolds

Art I&II

Long blonde hair, mustache. 5' 11" 165 lbs, blue eyes, 35 years old. Single.

 

[Passionnee]

I can do a female student..

Exchange student from France, Gabrielle..Long red hair, green eyes, 130 lbs, 5'6, 34C-26-36.

[Edited by Passionnee on 01-02-2001 at 01:49 PM]

 

[sex-maniac69]

Thomas Reed:


18
blonde
green eyes
6'1
built
tan

assigned to help the french exchance student find her classes.

 

[Passionnee]

sexmaniac..

who assigned you?? the story hasnt began!! *smiles*

 

[sex-maniac69]

Will be assigned,if you dont mind.

sorry about that

 

[Passionnee]

Will be assigned,if you dont mind.

sorry about that

It's ok sexmaniac. Just wait till SH post the plot. Maybe she has already something cooked up. *grin*

 

[sex-maniac69]

perfect

 

[SH07]

Story begins

Ok passion you can play your role. and so can sexmaniac.
I'll start even though i havent recieved everybodys character list.

I walk into the teacher's lounge on moday morning. It's the first day after winter break and everybody is getting ready to get back to school. I am the only person in the room and so i grab a cup of coffee then take off my jacket. Im wearing a white sweater and a pair khaki pants because the school has a lax dresscode for teachers. I hear a knock on the door.....

 

[Purple Haze]

Mr. Reynolds

Back at school, finally. The Christmas break was too long for me, spending time with the relatives can be stressfull to be mild. Time to get back to work, I love teaching art.

Giving students free reign to create whatever they want has to beat all. Of course I'm the teacher that's always a little at odds with the administrators. While I try to have an atmosphere that's conducive to creativity, the big wigs seem to check on me at the most inopportune times, like the times the music was cranked in the classroom, or whenever I'm out the backdoor having a smoke.

Never in my twelve years of teaching have I been tempted by a student, that doesn't mean I don't check them out, but one has had me captivated since she transferred here. Even though I'm one of the cooler teachers here, I've always kept the students at an arm's length, maintained the professionallism. She mentioned to me casually before the break that if I needed a model for sketching, she would volunteer. I haven't been able to think about anything else since. I've undressed this girl a hundred times in my mind, and it doesn't help that she stands very close to me, so close I can smell her hair.

My god, she is beautiful. I wonder what she'll be wearing today.

 

[willywanker]

Will Rogers

As I enter the teachers lounge, I am so happy to be back to a routine. Since the divorce, holidays are a real downer. At 42, I'm one of the older teachers around this place. I like what I teach and who ever met a woman who didn't like a man who could recite poetry. But lately I had spent most of my time feeling sorry for myself. I had decided as a New Years resolution to get back out and start to enjoy being single, and one look at Ms. O'Toole in that white sweater made me realize the time to start was now.

"Everyone have a good vacation?" I asked and then added "Nice sweater, Ms. O'Toole, new from Christmas? It sure does fit you well." Hmmmm, got to work on these opening lines. I am sooooo out of practice.

 

[Whit00EK]

Edward Whitmore, 60, totally bald, thick, bushy beard of grey-white, exceptionally piercing blue eyes, 6' even, 195, has always been in shape through long-distance hiking and biking, has a love of the theater and the arts and supports that "end" of the student and faculty population to the chagrin of the other administrators who are warmed-over jocks, supervises with a loving fortitude that has earned him honors year after year in this district and across the state, has had AOL surreptitiously installed on his office computer by the tech aide -- a young woman trying very hard to becme employed full-time by the district -- and spends secretive hours on erotic literature sites comparing some of the characters to the faculty and students he comes into contact with on a daily basis, has never made an improper advance to a student, but regularly spies on the female population in the pool locker room through a peep-hole he arranged for during construction of the new high school, he has had two long-term affairs with faculty members over the years and has found them to be very satisfactory.


IC: As I sit in my office, reviewing the attendance reports of the past few weeks, I notice that attendance in General History classes has increased dramatically. I smile to myself and understand immediately; it is the new woman I have assigned to those classes. She is incredibly attractive and I can easily fathom how the young male population of this school would flock to attend class on a regular basis.

I think to myself that I must make some time to observe her class very soon.

 

[Passionnee]

Gabrielle

Gabrielle de Montigny, 18 years old, decided to come to America, to learn English as an exchange student. Her favorite subject in school, were always theater and arts and of course literature but here, it was more difficult for her, English not being her native tongue, but was willing to learn. Everybody at the school was very friendly and greeted her like one of their own.

Gabrielle always dated guys around her age, but was very aware of the sensuality she was portraying, making older men turn their head when she walked pass them. It always made her smile, give her a boost to her self confidence.

She would flirt with the other boys, but would never tease a teacher, until she realized she had a big crush on Mr. Reynolds. He was one of the coolest teachers in the school, free spirit, he would crank the music while they would work on their new art project. She could see that Mr. Reynolds was not indifferent to her, the way he looked at her, his eyes travelling up and down her body. So one day she subtlety mentioned posing for him, but he never said yes or no. So she left it at that.

IC : I walk to my locker, happy to be back and ready to start my classes. Today being the first day and all, I decided to wear my charcoal skirt cut just above the knee, wool stockings, white blouse, and a forest green cashmere sweater tied around my neck to accentuate my green eyes.

I checks my schedule to see with what class I begin today. A big smile forms on my lips, when I see Mr. Reynolds name. What a great way to start the year, I hear myself say. Closing my locker after picking up my sketchbook and pens, I start to walk towards Mr. Reynolds classroom. I enter the classroom to find myself alone. I giggle, I must be the only one eager to start school. Setting my stuff on a desk, I decide to sit on the desk and wait for the other students to show up.

 

[Isolde]

I stagger into my classroom, my arms full of play scripts. Who said Drama was a light weight class?

"Almost everyone you meet," I reply at the thought and then I sigh, tugging down my skirt which had magaged to slid up as I put the scripts down beside my desk-exposing more than it usually did. I tried to start of the year with a professional attitude and attire. If all her students got the impression that they couldnt put anything past her, than auditions for the school play tended to go smoother.

Not that I looked like the stern, old teachers one saw in the movies. Quite the opposite. My grey skirt came down between mid tigh and knee and my blouse, once I removed my jacket hugged my form very nicely and giving an impression of the softness that lay beneath. I sighed again. Unfortunately, not many people in the school district took my class seriously and I had had to make the best use of my appearance to stop drama from being cut from the budget more than once.

Sitting down at my desk, I picked up one of the scripts to scan. I had home room the first period and intended to use it to select the play that would start off the year.

[Edited by Isolde on 01-03-2001 at 02:32 PM]

 

[Angelus]

OOC:

Paul Williams
18
Reddish brown hair
Blue eyes
6'
Muscular but not overly so
Tanned


Honor student, thinks that because he is so brilliant he can cruise through everything.

IC: I was walking along the hallway talking with some of the football players about the holiday that I had had.
"I tell you, shit she couldn't keep her hands off me. I swear."
"You're lying Paul, you are a world class bull shitter," Eric Read, the quarterback of the football team said.
"I'm not bull shitting about this man, this girl that I met jumped me and this was about three feet from my parents, it is amazing that they didn't hear the noise through the damn wall."
"Yeah right."

I was about to answer but before I could one of the cheerleaders, my girlfriend Alexis walked up and slapped me across the face.
"You bastard. It is over between us," she said before she walked off, leaving me wondering what I had done wrong while I listened to the laughter of my mates behind me.

[Edited by Angelius on 01-04-2001 at 10:39 PM]

 

[Purple Haze]

Mr. Reynolds

My heart skipped a beat when I entered my classroom, Gabrielle, that stunning French Redhead was sitting on my desk. The fact that she's so early gives me reason to think this is more than a regular teacher/student relationship.

As we exchanged good mornings I cheerfully wisked by her and had a seat behind my desk, getting a good whiff of her on the way. We talked about the Holidays, she missed her home country, and briefly joked about the differences in living in the states. I love her voice, her accent, she could say anything and I would be completely mesmerized.

But then she had to do it, she had to bring up the modeling thing again. I stared glassily into her eyes as she so casually suggested posing for the class in our upcoming charcoal sketching lessons. She said she wasn't sure if she was the right body type, and asked if I wanted to see her nude. I spit my coffee all over my shirt, tie and Dockers, I had stayed so cool up to this point.

Gabrielle quickly grabbed a roll of paper towels, apologizing, and started mopping first my tie, my shirt, and I was slightly horrified when her hand moved down to my pants. My hard-on was instantaneous, and I'm sure she became aware of my condition as she gave it a couple of extra dawbs, and a gentle squeeze.

"Holy Jesus" I was thinking, I grabbed her hand and calmly thanked her, but I think I can take care of it myself. I walked to the closet and pulled out my potters apron, to hide my stains and my throbbing bulge that stayed with me the rest of the day.

More students started filtering in as I got myself covered, Gabrielle just looked in my eyes and smiled. She took a seat, and all I could think about was how do I get her to my house.