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5:45pm Jul 22 2012
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Alright so here's the deal. Anyone who wishes to play the part can ask, just be semi-literate or literate. The one I feel is more suited for the part will be chosen. If you have any questions or things you would like changed just ask.
You will be playing as a girl, and I will play as two boys. The girl is charming, a real dream girl. You can make her as perfect as you want, beauty, intelligence, athletic, etc. This is a time that you don't have to hold back and make her someone anyone would want to date. My two male charries will fall in love with her and try to win her heart. This is a romance Rp so I want a lot of drama in a school setting. Your charry can choose between them or reject both.
Alright, so that's the basic idea for it. If you are interested please post or if you are just here to lurk feel free to do so. :)
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6:53pm Jul 22 2012
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So basically...
Dream girl = Mary Sue?
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8:32pm Jul 22 2012
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Ooc:// Kake-chan~~~
If nobody takes the spot for the 'dream girl,' I'll take it.
I know our last roleplay flopped. Mostly because of me.
I'm so sorry. ;~;
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8:50pm Jul 22 2012
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Dragon-chan: yeah, basically.
Wolf-chan: Alrighty, and it was my fault as well. I tend to loose interest in RPs really fast. Although, I hope I can get some long lasting ones like my vampire one and maybe this one. *hopes*
Oh, and you can since it's been a while since we rped together and I miss wolf-chan. :)
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8:51pm Jul 22 2012
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o3o
Interesting.
I might lurk... If that's okay.
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8:52pm Jul 22 2012
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((Sure thing, Dragon-chan. *inserts cookie into Dragon-chan's mouth* Here's a cookie. :3 ))
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8:54pm Jul 22 2012
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o.o
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8:59pm Jul 22 2012 (last edited on 9:00pm Jul 22 2012)
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Ooc:// So, I guess we'll do it on here, then?~
And I'm so happy you don't hate me for letting our roleplay flop. <3
Wolf-chan missed Kake-chan, too~
Vin, you must reply to my roleplay. Naow. Or I'll slaughter Beaux. And hang his werewolf coat up on the wall for the world to see. >D
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9:03pm Jul 22 2012
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((Not at all, Kake-chan does it all the time. :3
Oh, and sure. You can make up the skeleton, try to make it vague and hold back some information. That way it will be more fun to guess at who your charry is, just provide the basics. Kake-chan will do so as well.))
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9:06pm Jul 22 2012
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-exclaims something through cookie before omnoms on it-
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9:12pm Jul 22 2012 (last edited on 10:09pm Jul 22 2012)
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Ooc:// Alright, then Kake~ I'll have my bio edited into this post in a few minutes. ;3
Name: Charlotte-Marie Devaux Age: Sixteen. Ish. Gender: Female, obviously. Appearance: Charlotte is obviously French. She stands at a slightly-taller-than-average 5'7", and has a balanced body shape. Her parents wanted her to be a model, so they're constantly on top of her about fashion and her weight, which is at a measly 120 pounds- she has just enough weight to give her a few curves, but not too much to where she isn't thin. Her skin is lightly tanned, being the color of toasted milk, and she has deep-set almond-shaped, dark black-brown eyes. Her hair is curly, going down to her mid-back, and is the same dark black-brown as her eyes. She usually wears some sort of heels on her shoes, and her clothes and accessories are always fashionable.
I hope this is good...
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10:10pm Jul 22 2012
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Ooc:// I edited the bio into my post, Kake~
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10:52am Jul 23 2012
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((yep, you did great :) ))
Name: William Scott (Will)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Will has short light-brown hair with soft green eyes. He is rather good-looking, however just slightly above average. He is tall and lean, however quite tone. His skin is slightly tanned and his hands are rough from hard work. He wears a silver cross necklace around his neck and his clothes are average, not in style but not too outdated. He is a mix with some Italian, some Scottish, and some German, and many others.
Name: Yuki Tsuganami (meaning: happiness; good fortune or snow)
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance: Yuki is a big part Japanese, however his name is the only thing Japanese about him. He has soft blonde hair and big blue eyes framed with huge circle glasses. Yuki is rather short and skinny. His skin is flawless and soft, however quite white. His face is cute, but in a different way than Will's face. He is not muscular but quite timid looking. His clothes blend into the rest.
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10:58am Jul 23 2012
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Ohh jdklfasdklsdjakfdasjk GAH! I was too late. :c
I've been in the mood for just a high school thing like this so I will definitely be stalking as well. You have a audience, Kake. |D
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2:03pm Jul 23 2012
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Ooc:// Sorry for the late reply, Kake. I woke up this morning to find that I was sick- my throat feels like an angry kitten is living in it.... D:
Anyways, I'm feeling slightly better now. Would you like to start, or would you like me to start?
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2:10pm Jul 23 2012
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((That is alright Wolf-chan :P And since you are late you can start *is evil* as punishment muhahahaah! ))
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2:45pm Jul 23 2012
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Ooc:// Kake-chan.... Why you so torturous???? ;~;
Bic://
"Charlotte-Marie, you'd better not eat the school lunches. If you look around the cafeteria, I bet every person you'll see will be twice as big as you. You have a well-paying career paved ahead of you, sweetie. All you have to do is keep up your looks," said a soprano voice over the girl's touch-screen phone.
Charlotte ran her hand through her long, curly black-brown hair before answering. "Okay, Mom. I'll be sure to eat what you and Dad packed me." She kept her voice low, a bit embarassed to have to speak to her mother in front of everyone. Especially about lunch. She didn't think she'd eat anyways that day. School had been going on for a while now, and her father moved to this town just for his job.
Charlotte had a week to pack, and she had spent the majority of that time packing up her walk-in closet. The new house was bigger, and Charlotte had a larger amount of space for fashion items, so her parents were overjoyed. though, sometimes Charlotte wished that she'd get to go shopping all by herself, with nobody following her, telling her which items to get.
She just thought that it was her mother's dream to have a beautiful child, and beautiful Charlotte-Marie was. Having dark hair, dark eyes, and lighter skin that had just the right amount of tan to it, she was on the upper scale of the looks department. As she had been told by many people.
Her mom reminded her to smile a lot- to show of her white teeth. She also said to make new friends, but Charlotte wasn't exactly the most social butterfly there was. If people approached her to talk to her, she would talk back, but she didn't openly speak to people very often unless they were extremely interesting or they made her angry.
She was actually rather timid-looking when you first met her, giving shy waves to people who waved at her, brushing strands of her hair out of her face. However, once she got to know you, if she liked you, it was quite obvious. All you had to do was look to see if she blushed every five minutes.
She hung up the phone and bit her lip for a few moments as she entered through the main entrance of the school. Students were bustling about, running into eachother, speaking loudly, and she saw a few couples openly kissing by their lockers. The very sight made her blush.
She made her way to her locker, and unpacked her things, organizing them in a neat matter- she had mild OCD. She hung her backpack on one of the hooks, and grabbed the correct books for her first four classes- several folders, a binder, and a textbook.
She looked at her schedule, which she'd layed on the top of all of her things, and moved towards the classroom. After two wrong turns and five good minutes, she found herself standing beside room 107. She stood taller than her normal height, due to the wedges that she was wearing. When she reached the room, it was obvious that it wasn't open, due to the several other people waiting outside of the classroom.
She set her books down on the ground beside the door, smoothing down her clothes- a pair of dark denim skinny jeans and a white boyfriend-style tee shirt with a large bunch of cherries on the front and a red tank top under it. She watched the clock on the wall above the lockers, staring blankly as the seconds ticked down to when the first bell would ring, and everyone would be allowed in the classroom.
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3:35pm Jul 23 2012 (last edited on 3:38pm Jul 23 2012)
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((What a stupid question with a simple answer; Because I want to. *serious face then cracks up* I can not say that with a straight face. :P))
William Scott brushed by the people in the hallways, trying to get to his class. Room 107 was the room number he was rushing to find. He already stopped at his locker and dropped off his bag, collecting the needed items for the upcoming classes.
He paused by each door, reading the numbers; 105, 106, then 107. Will noticed the students were still waiting outside, some had placed their belongings on the floor and some sitting on the ground.
Will leaned against the wall, joining the others in the wait for the bell. His green eyes searched for any sign of the teacher approaching, however there were only students hustling to their first period.
The boy sighed and rested his head against the wall, closing his eyes. He could have afforded to be a little later it appeared. He even went out of his way to hurry and now he would have to wait.
He stole a glance to his right, the school idol was right before him. Will wanted to hate her, after all he hated when people were idolized like she was. It was true she was a beauty, anyone would be crazy not to think so, but Will didn't like the fact that he agreed with others.
He often found himself staring at her as she walked by, he shook his head, these feelings would get him nowhere. He would just get hurt, just like all of the other boys in the high school. It would be best not to get involved with her.
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Yuki Tsuganomi was a tiny-featured boy with soft blonde hair and huge blue eyes. He was on his way to his first period, Room 107, clutching his textbooks and notebooks to his chest.
His glasses were too big for him so he constantly had to push them up but his hands were too full so they continued to slid off his face. Yuki hurried down the hall, trying his best to make it on time, however the circle glasses fell down onto the busy hallway floor.
The boy bent down, trying to steady his books on one knee while picking them up. The next thing he knew was something heavy crashing into him, knocking the wind out of him.
Another student tripped over him, tangling themselves and their belongings. The boy unattached himself from Yuki and grumbled while he grabbed his things.
"Watch where you're going next time," the older boy warned as he stormed off.
"I will," Yuki flinched, promising to the boy who was too far away to hear him.
The boy sighed, gathering up his materials and his now crushed glasses.
"Great, now how am I going to see?" the boy mumbled, standing up.
Yuki managed to get himself to his class, however the bell had long since rang. He reached for the door knob and turned it, it was locked. The boy knocked softly on the door, there was no response, he knocked again. A middle-aged woman opened the door and sighed upon seeing the small boy.
"You're late," she stated sternly, then loosened up when she saw his apologetic eyes,"You can tell me about it after class, now head to your seat. You're lucky you're a good student or I wouldn't be so easy on you."
The boy stumbled to his desk, blushing deeply while discarding the unnecessary materials under his chair. Class began.
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5:12pm Jul 23 2012
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((Oh, I almost forgot. *gives ch-san a cookie* :3 ))
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5:17pm Jul 23 2012
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[[ Am I CH-san? o.o No one ever gave me that nick name before. Alright. |D -eats cookie- ]]
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