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Hey....Aren't you guys peeking at my rp before it opens? >.< |
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 8:04 pm
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"Hey, look, look, it’s her,” he whispered, pointing out to him a girl in his class. “She doesn’t say anything, no matter what you do. Everything she does is fun to see. Watch,” he said and caught up to her. He then pushed her and laughed before apologizing. As like his words, she gave him a scornful look but was silent. She had gotten up, like nothing, and went back on her way. He watched her go as his friend spoke up again. “She’s in my class. She’s incredibly gloomy. I bet she hasn’t even had a guy yet.”
That was her, a very introverted girl who lived the seventeen years of her life without any friends. She found them useless since they only betrayed her with their actions and words. Too many times has she gotten hurt before she sealed her voice away. She rarely talks to anyone, even her classmates and teachers, so she ends up being the focal point to many people’s insults.
The year begins in her third year as a junior in Pine Tree High School.
“If you have to cover your butt with your hands, try wearing a lower skirt.” The girls giggled to themselves, trying to pull down their skirts as they climbed the stairs. Many girls here were too slutty. He, though very popular, disliked girls who tried very hard. He, who had the looks, was very likeable in school by both boys and girls. He, who kissed anyone without permission for fun because he wanted to. He, who has had experience in all types of relationships.
It was then he spied a rare knee-lengthed skirt on the stairs above him as well. Only steps behind her, he found himself curious; staring at her back. His friend, cheeky as he was, grinned. “Ah, it’s her.” He reached up and pulled her skirt only teasingly. He tugged on it again, thinking what a joy it’d be to see her bland face.
She grit her teeth, beyond irritated and turned to face the boys before side kicking him in the head rather hard. “Stop bugging me! Die and screw you!” Then she stomped off. He, who was taken aback by getting kicked in the cheek, began to laugh. His friend was shocked. “Ah, a girl that kicks. With pink underwear.” He seemed to stare after her but then knelt down to his bud. “I’m sorry. I should’ve been the one who got kicked in the head since I was the one whopulled her skirt.” Despite his friend talking, he could no longer hear his words. He found her all too interesting to think about anything else.
Idea Courtesy of: Say I Love You Picture Courtesy of: Photobucket
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 8:33 pm
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Rules. Yes. Rules. Know you guys all hate and love them. I also know you guys ALL know them. You guys aren't stupid. I know.
So use some common sense. If you are going on vacation or leave, I cannot stress this enough, PLEASE at least notify me. Like most rp'ers here, I really don't check the roleplay list and see who's gone or leaving. So a pm, or something in your siggy, or a post would be nice. Pm me with "Kissing Maniac" for the male role. Speaking of the male role, if you're a little confused, he is a very popular, good looking guy. He tends to kiss girls and has crowds around him constantly but don't be mistaken for him as a womanizer. Though he's good with words, he has good intentions and generally a nice person.
That's about it. Have fun.
[align=center][size=9][color=youpick][b]Username:[/b] Self Explanatory [b]Name:[/b] Self Explanatory [b]Bio:[/b] It doesn't have to be your life story. Just put a little about yourself, what you like, dislike, all that jelly. Since the situation is sort of explained here, you just have to explain a little about your character. Use your whole entire profile in FIRST PERSON POINT OF VIEW. [b]Themesong:[/b] Up to two. [b]Appearance:[/b] Please put the url here. I don't want some stupid link nor do I want just the http://. I'll correct it myself if you do that. Then I'll take away all the cookies in your house :) Oh and anime please. Since I don't exactly need much because the story is already explained, you're done! [/color][/size][/align]
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 8:36 pm
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So Who Are The Lucky Him and Her?
Username: Spartan309 Name: Adrian Alexander Bio: Come on come all and be my friend! I'm everyone's friend, young or old. As a gentlemen would in countries like Spain, I give a nice kiss to the cheek for all the girls I greet. It's just how I am, don't judge me cause of that. There is just one person who has yet to have a kiss to the cheek. She stays away from all, almost like a ghost. Her kicks are pretty strong too, already gotten one in the face. Yet, she intrigues me. She isn't like the rest of the girls around here. I can tell cause of the skirt, that knee long skirt... Themesong: Smooth Appearance:
Username: Creamsicle Bunnies Name: Mae Varia Bio: I don’t need friends. They only talk behind your back and betray you. Maybe I formed this nasty attitude from my father, who was very strict before he died of cancer. I can honestly say that friends are worthless. As for my social life, it isn’t very big. There are currently two numbers on my phone: my house and my part time job. The farthest I’ve gotten to having a friend are the regulars that come to the bakery. But don’t mistake my silence for a soft hearted girl. I speak my mind when I have to. I even like girly things. I love watching television and going with the trend. I do have a personality, I’m not some wandering ghost girl, if that’s what you’re thinking. People are just oh so ignorant. They only see what they want to see. So I let them make the rumors about me. I don’t need them. Themesong: Narcissus In A Red Dress Appearance:
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 8:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 10:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 3:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 6:55 pm
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| Ah! It's Open! It's Open! *Nosebleeds* |
And nothing can prepare you for the d a y they run away Your fine tutelage is no l o n g e r needed So you’ve sealed your f a t e One minute, she's your best f r i e n d Then you watch her take your p l a c e
- - - M A E. V A R I A. - - -
"Pick Up My Pieces"
Mae, emotionless as she was, found it no surprise that her locker was filled with hate mail. She never really received this kind of bullying. Word must’ve traveled fast that she kicked Adrian Alexander in the head already. Girls who must’ve been his adoring fans were probably up to this. It only supported her idea of hating people anyway. It was only their first day back from spring vacation and she was already getting picked on. A small scowl, clearly a normal sight, formed. She picked up one of the papers, unfolding it.
“It’s really ****** up to kick someone in the head when they didn’t do anything. Apologize, *****.”
Mae had no expression towards this. It confirmed her suspicion of those idiotic girls who followed Adrian everywhere like mongrels. She dealt with this teasing for almost three years of her high school life. Surely they didn’t tease her this bad in middle school. She quickly crumpled the piece of paper, finding it useless to keep it. She grabbed a book, a novel she particularly liked and stuffed it in her rather empty book bag. It was after school by now and Mae’s part time didn’t start for another couple of hours. She took her time, trying to clean up her locker from the small little notes helplessly. Once done, she slammed her locker shut.
I guess that taught t h e m all the same You clever l i t t l e charlatans Ambition gleams in o v e r d r i v e And I can't take it
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 10:28 pm
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A Kiss a Day
~Adrian Alexander~
Adrian was of course surrounded by all of his "fans" and were trying to cheer him up from what happened before. "That **** shouldn't be allowed to touch your precious face Adrian." One of the girls said to him as he opened his locker. Of course it was filled with fan letters from all, excuse me, most of the girls in school. "No, no. It's fine. I'm okay, I'm not hurt. Really." Adrian said, his voice as smooth as ever. Adrian wasn't really paying much attention to all the girls around him as he put his books away, wading through all the letters. Oh no, he has his mind set on Mae. 'Knee-skirts. The only one I've ever seen at this school...' he thought, most of his fans still trying to cheer him up. "Okay, most of you have cheerleading and other clubs you need to go to. I don't want any of you to be late." Adrian said, his voice so smooth that it made all the girls blush as they ran off to there clubs and practices, a sigh or relief coming out of his chest. 'Thought they would never leave...' he thought to himself as he put all the letters in his bag. Adrian did read all of the letters, but he's just been skimming quickly over them since they mostly all say the same thing while others are repeated. Another sigh as Adrian walked out of the building. "And how hard is it to get longer skirts..." he uttered as he walked home, still thinking about Mae.
Not Enough I Say
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 10:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 11:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 11:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 12:07 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 1:06 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 4:22 pm
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