Q: What is the Twitter Feed? A: The twitter feed is basically Metric’s gossip blog. It’s run by an anonymous user who goes by Campus Sweetheart. No one knows who this person is, but whoever they are, they must be attending Metric at either the High School or College Level. The things said on the Twitter feed vary in terms of authenticity, but everything that is said on the Twitter feed exists to cause drama. Characters may reference the Twitter feed either in the IC cbox or in in-character posts.

Gossip Twitter is run by Kenzie and any gossip requests may be PMed to her. She will add them to the Twitter feed when applicable.

Q: What is the IC Cbox?: A: The IC cbox is basically like the regular cbox, except all posts must be in character on it.

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Q: What is the Ghost rumor for?: A: The ghost rumor started on the original forum, inspired for Halloween and horror themed roleplays. You may use the legend of the Powell family to your hearts content for spooky type roleplays, though keep in mind writer Pierce has created a character for one of the Powell children .

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moving on in? Oct 7, 2016 14:04:56 GMT

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Mason sat putting his stuff in his new room. Once he got everything the way he wanted it he went out into the common room to see his new suite mates. "yeah hopefully no potheads this time?"he aid to himself.

Mason was wearing a Irish rugby jersey and a paid of jeans. He sat playing with his guitar waiting for someone to show up.

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moving on in? Oct 7, 2016 14:43:24 GMT

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Post by Kat on Oct 7, 2016 14:43:24 GMT

||Sean's Getup||

Say what you will about air travel, it sucks. Nearly ten hours going from Logan International Airport to somewhere out in the middle of nowhere then to LAX.. Then to top all that off the drive to get here had been a nightmare. Sean was so glad his parents had agreed to letting him come alone, for he knew his mother would be nagging about it all.

At least he didn't have too much of his possessions with him. For the most part everything fit into his suitcase, backpack, and satchel. There was a box that he had to somehow carry but it worked out if Sean placed it between his hip and wrist. 'Second floor, Suite 28, Room D.' He repeated in his head over and over so he did not forget where it. He got turned around a few times trying to find his way around, but soon enough he had made it there and was opening the door to the suite.. Or rather nudging it open with his foot since it wasn't closed all the way.

Guitar music wafted to him. Well at least there wasn't going to be any awkward silences this year.. Normally he would have introduced himself to whomever it was but he was just so loaded down with his things he went to his room and dropped everything onto his bed. He could deal with that all later, right?

A roll of his shoulders and a push on his glasses frames--he hated wearing them but until he knew his way around campus he wasn't taking any chances-- and he was back out in the common area. A small smile came to play on his lips as he recognized the jersey his suitemate was adorning. He knew a little Gaelic, pounded into his head by his father.

"Éire, ionadaíocht a dhéanamh!" Sean nodded in approval and crossed over, extending his hand. He was out of his element, beginning the conversation but he did not want to come across as rude of anything on his first day. "Hi, I am Sean.. I live in Room D.."

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moving on in? Oct 7, 2016 14:54:29 GMT

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Tired didn’t even cut it for Alfie. He had literally just gotten back to Salem from Kent. A 14-hour flight and then an hour and 20 minutes in a taxi really took it out of him. Even though all he had done was sit down, it really taken its toll. He had never gotten used to the long travel between being at home and then being at school.

He crossed his lanky legs as he lay out on his bed, not even bothering to take his shoes off yet. He picked his phone up, ready to text his mum to let her know he was finally back. He knew she would probably be in bed right now, but she wouldn’t settle until she knew he was safe. His fingers swiftly tapped against the glass screen, composing his message.

‘Home now. Just gonna get settled back in. Love you, give Alexis a kiss from me. Xx’

He looked over at the boxes that had been left in his room, his face scrunching up into a frown. He had no idea where to start, or which boxes had what in them. They had been shipped over whilst he was still in Kent, his mum organising them for him. He decided to make his bed up and hang his clothes up, but the rest of the stuff could be sorted tomorrow.

He wasn’t entirely sure who he was sharing with this year. Metric had changed the rules and houses were now single sex only. It would be completely different, but it wasn’t like it bothered him, as long as his housemates weren’t planning on smoking weed or crap like that in the apartment, he didn’t mind who he shared with. He had to admit, he was hoping to see some new faces who had joined the college this year. It was always fun to meet new people.

He changed out of his sweats quickly, not wanting to look like a completely gross person as he met his new roommates. It didn’t take too long, so he made his way into the living area of his suite. He was greeted by two faces, one he recognised and one that he didn’t. “Hey, guys. Alfie-“ he stretched his hand out to the gent he didn’t know, the one who he had overheard call himself Sean. “Nice to meet you. Nice to see you again, Mason.” He took a seat on the sofa, stretching his arms out behind him. "It's good to be home."

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moving on in? Oct 7, 2016 15:29:38 GMT

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"Yeah born and raised in Dublin. I am Mason Finnegan. nice to meet you Sean me boyo "he said using his accent alittle. "Sorry guys if my guitar playing bothers you guys let me know?"he said going to put the guitar back on his stand in his room. "So Sean you seam to be Irish so where you from?"he asked as he looked at Alfie.

"I know the feeling a long flight from Dublin sucked for me too but the time back home let me clear my head about things."he said as hewalked out of his room. "you know I thought I needed Amy but I am done with the crap."he said to Alfie.

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moving on in? Oct 7, 2016 15:52:35 GMT

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Well at least his suitemates appeared to be friendly. And they appeared to be fine with each other which meant no fighting or anything--hopefully. That was going to make things much smoother this year. Of course, nothing would ever be as terrible as North Quincy had been for him. Usually by college people had abandoned their childish high school ways.

"Pleased to meet you, Alfie," Sean responded, being polite. Though when Mason spoke once more, asking him about his home, Sean turned his attention back to his fellow Irishman.

"Boston, born and raised. Though my family originally immigrated to the United States from Dublin." He laughed softly, though it might have been part of his nerves from meeting new people.

The mention of a so-called Amy threw him for a loop but he knew better than to inquire. It was most definitely a private matter between Alfie and Mason. Sean shoved his hands into his pants' pockets, trying to look more relaxed and comfortable. He only hoped his attempt worked.

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moving on in? Oct 9, 2016 10:04:46 GMT

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Alfie didn’t really know much about what had happened between Mason and Amy. To be perfectly honest, he didn’t really care a great deal either. It wasn’t any of his business and he didn’t want to be involved. Relationships were usually messy business, and he only ever knew the gory details from the Campus Sweetheart. Even then, he tried to avoid it.

“That’s the way to be, Mason." He nodded his head in his direction. He would definitely be here to help Mason if he needed it, but he just hoped that the Masamy relationship didn't cause any drama this year. "Keep your head down, carry on focusing on your music and I’m sure things will work out perfectly.” He offered him a smile, before readjusting his position on the sofa so he could see both the boys properly.

He focused his attention on the new, redheaded addition to Metric. “So, Sean, what are you here to study?” By looking at him, he thought maybe modelling. He was so tall and definitely had something original about him, it would have made sense. But Alfie knew better not to judge a book by its cover, the people at Metric definitely had hidden talents.

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