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Garry ([personal profile] roses_are_blue) wrote in [personal profile] mansionstaff 2014-06-19 09:35 pm (UTC)

DUR REAPP

Player Name: Liz
Character's Name: Garry
Character's username [personal profile] roses_are_blue/[personal profile] the_blue_rose
Game Series: Ib
Link to previous app: grose
Age (If there is a change): 22
Dorm or Living Arrangement: Teacher's Dorm!

Canon point changes (If any): Nah, he's just a year old and lamer.
Additional history that happened since the last application (their history at the school before they left, what happened and caused them to return): After the Eggman and Seth war, Garry felt out of touch with himself and what he was supposed to do on the academy's front. He felt like he let a lot of people down and that included Mary and Ib, whom he wasn't sure where he relationships with them stood.

Garry decided that he needed to evaluate himself to what he needed to do, so he left a note to all of his friends before he left. He needed to clear his head.

For a few days, Garry felt out of place when he got to his old apartment. His painting resumed and life was back on track, sort of, a little after. Ib was at school, and couldn't see her for a few days more. Not until the weekend, at any rate. Ib was there, they were still friends, everything just felt as close to normal as it possibly could be. He missed a lot of the people at the school, but where did he fit in there? Was he meant to be there at all?

Feelings arose again.

The weekend came, Garry's work had suffered tremendously. Then Ib paid him a visit and they went to a cafe, their usual. They sat down with tea and the usual macaroons, Garry felt like his head would finally be cleared. Then Ib asked the question; "How was it at the school?"

Garry didn't know how to tell her, so he decided not to, instead talking to her about her school.

This continued for a few days, Garry avoiding talking about the school. Soon enough, it turned into a couple weeks.

That was when Garry started feeling horrible.

He missed teaching, he missed his students, he missed it all. He could do without the zaniness, but he...kind of grew to like the school.

That was all he needed, on their next meeting, Garry told Ib he would be returning to the school. He just took a little vacation, after all! Knowing what he needed to do, he packed up to leave.

Ib was happy for him, and Garry was happy to have a friend with a good understanding. Garry didn't even need to say anything about it, she was still happy for him.

Little did he know, the weeks turned into months in terms of academy time, oh boy.

Personality Changes (ie, some characters grow are are different based on where they are taken from. Please write down any changes in personality compared to the first app): None, still a dork.

In-Character 1st person sample:
[Suddenly, a man with a strange seaweed hair style. He looked rather upset, or did he? It was unclear. Because at some degree, Garry was happy about being back; but there was a very big confusion.]

I...I don't believe this! How could so much time have passed since I left! I was only gone for a couple weeks and now this place tells me it's been months??

That makes no sense!! I didn't want to have been gone for so long, now the school year is over!

[He took a moment to then calm himself down. Forgetting that this meant there were those who didn't know him, or hadn't seen him for a while. This made for a great impression/return to the school. Garry had to recover, quick. After all, he wanted to come back to the crazy. People he missed and the teaching he missed, let's not screw this up.]

Anyway-! I'm Garry and I'm your old, er, or new Painting teacher. Nice to meet you all, or see you again. Whichever!

In-Character 3rd person sample:

Garry was running late, very late. His large sketchbook in hand, Garry made a headway through the halls of the school, and was increasingly becoming winded. He wasn't an athlete, but he had the gumption of one. He had to get somewhere, and fast; else he would be seen as "that lazy teacher that doesn't care enough". No, he cared a lot, and he wanted to show that; he wanted to be right on time.

He was huffing loudly, almost so much so that he didn't notice the paint tubes in his sweaty hands slipping. In fact, he really didn't notice them slipping. He had all of his paints in the room, he thought he did. With the moving back in, he wanted to be prepared. Little did he realize, he forgot the acrylics. He was about to demo an acrylic paint technique before allowing the students to do sketch work in preparation for their acrylic pieces. They could practice the technique too, but they didn't need all of the possible colors. So he could handle not having all of the acrylics in his room today.

Soon enough though, a red tube of paint fell out and it was like a circus of errors. He slipped, the paint flew out of the tube, he fell to the floor, and was then covered in the paint.

Well then, now he had two options. Look like a doofus and go to class with all this paint, or change out of these clothes and be late.

Regardless, he was upset his shirt was ruined.

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