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| No thank you, I choose life! |
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Table of Conents1. Title Page
2. ToC <---- You are here
3. Rules
4. Profile Skeleton
5. Dramtis Personae
6. Profiles
7. Story and Current Setting
8. Announcements
9. Game Schedule/ Team Info
10. Black List/White List
11. Game Info
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RulesLiteracy
I would trust by this time in your gaia carrer that you were fairly literate, but I am going to lay down some ground rules. Please do not use astricks ((**)), dashes ((--)), or any other form of symbol to represent that your are performing an action. Please use quotations for speech ((" " wink ) so that we know your character is talking and Italics to show your character's thoughts. Try to use correct puncutation and conjuctions, and if you can not spell a word, put (sp?) in barracks beside it so that we know you attempted to spell it. For Out of Character, use some type of barracks such as (()); {{}}; [[]]. Also, try and make sure that your sentences are constructed well, and a new one begins with a new though. I don't want words jumbeled together.
Romance
In every roleplay, there will be a potential for some romance, and this role play is no exception. However, I do have some rules to lay down so you can know how far you can take your character's love thing in this role play. My first rule is NO cybering, period. If your characters begin to get a little sexual, fast forward. For the sake of having a example so you can not say you didn't know what I meant, here is one.
"Johnny had never felt this way before about anyone, and he smiled looking at Sally. As the two began to kiss more aggressively, Johnny reached down and pulled the blanket over them...."
There you have it, that is acceptable. That is pretty much my only issue with the romance factor. I am just sick of people cybering in roleplays, at least take it to the personal message system people! I don't care if you break Gaia rules, which I strongly suggest you don't, but at least don't break mine!
Drama
Ahhh yes, now it comes to the drama issue. I would like a fair amount of drama, but please be realistic. These are high school kids, so they are not going to be in Russia blowing the heads off of communist leaders. This sport is a full contact sport, so I am going to allow violence. Please no killing people. I mean, someone will get injured in a game, it is a full contact sport. "s**t happens", as my rugby coach would say, but no killing. You are allowed to cus, just don't make it every other word. You may offend some of our religious roleplayers. Finally, keep this role play PG-14 rated. Please don't give me crap about that! Have you seen a PG-14 movie? They do almost everything!
Profiles and Pictures
Alright, now it comes to the part that I dictate my profile rules. Rule number one, please follow my skeleton exactly as I have it laid out. Don't change anything, for if I see it, your out of this roleplay. I feel that is all that is needed to be said on that topic. For your character pictures, please use real pictures. For the image one, don't make it so that it stretches the page, everyone hates that, pick the small one for your image and use the bigger ones for your links. I don't want any anime or manga, sorry. Also, try not to blow this place up with Gothics and Emos. A few is alright, but lately the role plays I'm in have almost ninety percent of the characters are gothic! Finally, Pm me all profiles under the title " Pass the ball!". If I don't see this, I will not accept you. Also mention in your profile if you are on the team and what position you will play.
Roleplaying and OCC
As I said before, use some type of brackets for out of character. Please respect me and my mods, once they are chosen, as well as everyone else. No mouthing at each other, this a role play, get over it. I would ask that there be no fatansy as this is a real life role play. You want fantasy, go to series related. I would as that there be few one liners, I understand writers block, I have it frequently myself. If you can, find some way to highlight your speech. Please post often, this is a long term role play so I do not want one hit wonders.
"Johnny had never felt this way before about anyone, and he smiled looking at Sally. As the two began to kiss more aggressively, Johnny reached down and pulled the blanket over them...."
There you have it, that is acceptable. That is pretty much my only issue with the romance factor. I am just sick of people cybering in roleplays, at least take it to the personal message system people! I don't care if you break Gaia rules, which I strongly suggest you don't, but at least don't break mine!
Drama
Ahhh yes, now it comes to the drama issue. I would like a fair amount of drama, but please be realistic. These are high school kids, so they are not going to be in Russia blowing the heads off of communist leaders. This sport is a full contact sport, so I am going to allow violence. Please no killing people. I mean, someone will get injured in a game, it is a full contact sport. "s**t happens", as my rugby coach would say, but no killing. You are allowed to cus, just don't make it every other word. You may offend some of our religious roleplayers. Finally, keep this role play PG-14 rated. Please don't give me crap about that! Have you seen a PG-14 movie? They do almost everything!
Profiles and Pictures
Alright, now it comes to the part that I dictate my profile rules. Rule number one, please follow my skeleton exactly as I have it laid out. Don't change anything, for if I see it, your out of this roleplay. I feel that is all that is needed to be said on that topic. For your character pictures, please use real pictures. For the image one, don't make it so that it stretches the page, everyone hates that, pick the small one for your image and use the bigger ones for your links. I don't want any anime or manga, sorry. Also, try not to blow this place up with Gothics and Emos. A few is alright, but lately the role plays I'm in have almost ninety percent of the characters are gothic! Finally, Pm me all profiles under the title " Pass the ball!". If I don't see this, I will not accept you. Also mention in your profile if you are on the team and what position you will play.
Roleplaying and OCC
As I said before, use some type of brackets for out of character. Please respect me and my mods, once they are chosen, as well as everyone else. No mouthing at each other, this a role play, get over it. I would ask that there be no fatansy as this is a real life role play. You want fantasy, go to series related. I would as that there be few one liners, I understand writers block, I have it frequently myself. If you can, find some way to highlight your speech. Please post often, this is a long term role play so I do not want one hit wonders.
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Profile Skeleton
[imgleft]Your Image Here[/imgleft]
[size=9] Your Links here[/size]
[color=Post color] [size=18]My Birth Certificate says...[/size][/color]
[size=9]First, Middle, Last names[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18]But my pals call me....[/size][/color]
[size=9] Nick names[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I have this many Birthday Candles...[/size][/color]
[size=9] Age (Numbers and written out)[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I'll Tackle... [/size][/color]
[size=9] Girls, Guys, or both ((Sexual orientation))[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] My Personality Test says...[/size][/color]
[size=9] Character's personality. At least a paragraph[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] The History...[/size][/color]
[size=9] Bio. At least a paragraph[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I run too...[/size][/color]
[size=9] List at least seven likes[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I run from...[/size][/color]
[size=9] List at least seven dislikes[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I'd have __ on my team...[/size][/color]
[size=9] Crush[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] My Personal trainer is[/size][/color]
[size=9] Username[/size]
[size=9] Your Links here[/size]
[color=Post color] [size=18]My Birth Certificate says...[/size][/color]
[size=9]First, Middle, Last names[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18]But my pals call me....[/size][/color]
[size=9] Nick names[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I have this many Birthday Candles...[/size][/color]
[size=9] Age (Numbers and written out)[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I'll Tackle... [/size][/color]
[size=9] Girls, Guys, or both ((Sexual orientation))[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] My Personality Test says...[/size][/color]
[size=9] Character's personality. At least a paragraph[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] The History...[/size][/color]
[size=9] Bio. At least a paragraph[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I run too...[/size][/color]
[size=9] List at least seven likes[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I run from...[/size][/color]
[size=9] List at least seven dislikes[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] I'd have __ on my team...[/size][/color]
[size=9] Crush[/size]
[color=Post color][size=18] My Personal trainer is[/size][/color]
[size=9] Username[/size]
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Dramatis Personae
The Team
Loosehead Prop-
Hooker-
Tighthead Prop-
Lock one- Nicholas Winchester
Lock two-
Blindside Flanker-
Openside Flanker-
Eightman-
Scrum Half-
Fly-half-
Inside Centre-
Outside Centre-
Left Wing-
Right Wing- Diego Alva
Fullback-
Subs-
Others
Cheerleaders
Band
Nichole Lawrence
Students

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Profiles
Life is a Journey
My Birth Certificate says...
Diego O'Neal Alva
But my pals call me....
Diego, Speed, D, Snowman, Powder
I have this many Birthday Candles...
17: Seventeen
I'll Tackle...
Them Foxy Females
My Personality Test says...
Diego O'Neal Alva is a clown, in and out. You can always find this young man cracking jokes with his friends, and is always the heart of a conversation. He pokes fun of anything and never really seems to take a situation under extreme seriousness. However, he can if he has to, and has been known to comfort friends when they have been feeling down. Diego is a loyal friend, and can always make someone feel much better, even in the darkest of times. Diego's moto is life is a journey, a series of ups and downs, and nothing ever stays the same. Things change, and you need to learn to change with it.
The History...
Diego O'Neal Alva was born on October third in the year 1989 to Lily and Seth Alva. He was born in the city of Miami where the woman can be seen at every turn of the head and drugs seem to grow on trees. He was the first born son of a family of four, his younger brother Damien being born three years after he had. Diego in his early life showed a interest in sports and athletics, joining pee-wee soccer, basketball, and baseball teams. Diego's parents raised him to have the best morals that they could provide in this hectic city, but at the age of six the family of three moved to their current home in New Port, New Brunswick. Diego seemed to fit right in at school, joining in a group of friends within days. When he began high school he fell in love with the sport of rugby, and since then has become the starting Right Wing, due to his ability to sprint and break tackles.
I run too...
-> Snowboaring
-> The gym
-> Late night runs
-> Loyality
-> Humour
-> Females
-> Biology
-> Practical jokes
-> Vandilism
-> Parties
-> Rugby
-> Friendship
-> Team Work
I run from...
-> Heights
-> Posers
-> Racists
-> Liars
-> Ball hogs
-> Show offs
-> Physics
-> Fighting
-> Back stabbers
-> Cheaters
-> Gothic people
-> People who complain
-> Bullies
I'd have __ on my team...
Classified man, classified
My Personal trainer is
NuclearWinterz
My Baby,My Other Baby
My Birth Certificate says...
Nichole Lolita Lawrence
But my pals call me....
Nikki, Lola, or Lollipop. My Dad calls me Nick.
I have this many Birthday Candles...
17. That's seventeen, if you couldn't tell.
I'll Tackle...
Those Sexy Men.
My Personality Test says...
I'm your average girl next door. Well, not really. You better not call me emo or a drama queen 'cuase of my past. I can't help that's happened and I don't care. Life would be boring without it anyways! When you first meet me, I tend to seem really weird and annoying and bitchy, but that's not the real me. That's just the outer coating of myself that I wear so I won't get hurt by people like I have been in the past. The real me is a heck of a whole lot nicer, if I do say so myself. I'm really bubbly and crazy. Every little thing makes me hyper, especailly spearmint gum, and I am always doing my best at everything I do. I'm a spontaneous person and tend to look on the brighter side of things, but I do have my moments when nothing seems good in the world at all. I'm loyal to my friends and love to be with them whenever possible. I stick it through the tough times and thrive for better days to come. I'm unique in every way possible. Being who I am, I'm not predictable at all. You will never know what I'm going to do next unless you know me that well, and it's really hard to get to know me that well. I am so random and a complete freak, but totally proud of it. It comes with the label of band nerd.I just wish I could be something better than I am.
The History...
Yo! I'm Nikki, and you'd better call me that, Lola, or Lollipop. Only my dad and boyfriends call me Nick, and only they are allowed to get away with it. Thanks for remembering that. If you wanna know a little bit about me, I'm your average girl-next-door except for a few minor details. You see, when I was born in California, both of my parents were wealthy scientists and loved life. I was the rich girl in school, so I had a ton of friends, most of which only liked me for my money, but there were the few occasional peeps who loved me for who I am. But then tragedy struck. My mom decided that she didn't like the bustling streets of Los Angeles anymore and shipped us to where we take residence now. We weren't as happy as we were in the South, but I guess life was alright. I had fewer friends, but still a lot of good ones. Then my mom got tired of all the crap she was taking from her boss, and life got slowly worse. She left us on the day of July 5 (the day before my 13th birthday!) from a little place I like to call the kitchen floor. My dad and I were devastated, but I eventaully forgave her and moved on with my life, though always keeping her dear to me. My dad didn't see it that way though. He went crazy, quit his job, and became a drunk b*****d. He was using what money we had to our name to buy booze and whatever else he wanted. My grandparents were kind to us, though and paid my way through school and giving us food. They shortened the amount they gave us when I turned 16, saying that I could get a job or two to support my own family. I never did feel the same about my grandparents after that. So, I took their advice. I had to stay alive somehow and they weren't giving us enough for a month's worth of food. I went to a diner a few blocks away from my house and got a job as a waitress there. I work my a** off just to keep it, though after an incident with the perverted man at table 10 who is there every, single night I work, I thought about quitting and getting finding a different employer. Either way, I'm sticking with the waitress job. Oh yeah! I also work the midnight to four shift at Wally World. How fun! Since I've said I was in the band, I'd better tell you some more about that. I am a complete and total band nerd. Deal with it! You learn to live with me. I play clarinet and bass clarinet. I've been playing clarinet for six years and bass clarinet for four. Isn't that awesome? I'm pretty good, if I do say so myself, but I do have some room for improvement. My kitten, Butterscotch, has been with me for a few weeks. I saved it from an abusing family and our friendship is like magic. Oh, and magic/miracles seem to happen to me when my kitten is around. I'll only eat meat if I absolutely have to, or if it tastes good. I have a stuffed bear who I'll cry to if I need someone. I named it Snow, and, yes, I do know it's a stupid name, but I love it anyways!
I run too...
[x]music
[o]stars
[x]family
[o]friends
[x]romance
[o]guys
[x]manga
[o]Butterscotch, my cat
[x]freedom
[o]candy
[x]cookies
[o]a good time
[x]anime
[o]roller coasters
[x]driving really fast
[o]wide open spaces
[x]books
[o]nature
[x]rockin' out
[o]band
[x]randomness
[o]the colors purple and black
[x]adventures
[o]pleasing others
[x]dancing (especially in the rain)
[o]ice cream
[x]chocolate
[o]strawberries
[x]dreams
[o]scary movies
[x]doritos
[o]food
[x]gum...especially spearmint!
I run from...
[x]pink
[o]fakers
[x]haters
[o]dad
[x]grandparents
[o]preps
[x]green food
[o]a broken instrument
[x]easy music
[o]boredom
[x]parental guidance
[o]porn
[x]perverts
[o]stupidity
[x]cruelty
[o]jerks
[x]my looks
[o]blood
[x]dentists
[o]being sick or injured
[x]stuck ups
[o]party poopers
[x]bossy peeps
[x]small spaces
[o]clowns
[x] Elmo
[o]penguins
[x]flying
[o]rejection
[x]heartbreak
[o]being who I really am
[x]trusting too much
[o]death and loss
[x]rapists
[o]orphanges
[x]crowds
[o]Chocolate...I know, aren't I so weird?
I'd have __ on my team...
That is top secret information! That's because I don't know!
My Personal trainer is
Purnkchic_71320
My Birth Certificate says...
Nicholas Tristan Winchester
But my pals call me....
Small Fry, Winchester, Tristan
I have this many Birthday Candles...
17;Seventeen
I'll Tackle...
Chicks
My Personality Test says...
Well, I'm really cocky and I can be really mean if you say something bad about my team I'll cuss you out b***h. I'm really random too. But the thing that stay's constant is that I'm outgoing, I'll do almost anything if you say the magic words 'I dare you,' I might not do what you dare him to do but most of the time I do what people dare me to do. I'm also probably one of the laziest people you have ever met. Ok anyways, sure I joke around when I'm with my friends, but I'm a no s**t kind of guy when it comes to sports. I need to win. It's kind of like a requisite. It's like it's essential, well to me anyways...Off the field/rink I'm a pretty nice guy.
The History...
What's up! I'm Nicholas Tristan Winchester, call me Nicholas I'll kill you. It's Tristan. I was born in the Steel City! If you don't know where that is, it's Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I grew up a harcore Penguins, Steelers, and Pirates fan. Pittsburgh doesn't have a basketball team so I was focused more on football, hockey, and baseball. My dad died when I six, in a hunting accident. We were camping. My uncle, my cousin, my dad, my mom, and my two brothers were there. My cousin Zach and my oldest brother Ross were getting firewood, like me and my other older brother, Jared. Ok anyways, my uncle, my dad, and my mom were setting up camp. My mom went somewhere else, Jared and I were back at the campsite, except my dad and uncle didn't see us. That's when it happened...My dad got attacked by a bear. It hurt him, it didn't kill him. My dad was all clawed up, holding his insides in hands so my uncle kill him and the bear...He put him out of his misery like a sick dog. My brother and I saw the whole thing. Now I hate my uncle, it might've been for the best but I don't think so. My dad was REALLY into hunting, he didn't care who got caught in the crossfire, as long as the animal died then he was happy. s**t-he was so obsessed when I said that there was a monster in the closet he gave me a 9mm and when I wanted to play soccer he told me to take hunting classes...Anyways I moved to Canada after I turned eight. My mom didn't want to live in Pittsburgh because it reminded her about my dad. I used to be really short and I had glasses so I got picked on a lot. That's when my friends started calling me Small Fry. They still call me that, even though I'm taller than most of them. See, puberty kicked in. I had a growth spurt now I'm like 6'5!" I also got contacts so I didn't look so nerdy anymore and I started working out a lot. Now I'm on the rugby and hockey team! I love hockey but I love rugby more! Anyways, I'm my position is a lock! Oh and I wear number 4!
I run too...
Chicks
Money
Power
Rugby
Parties
Perverted Jokes
Hockey
Chemistry
Music
Guitars
Old cars
Coffee
Pittsburgh
I run from...
Basketball
Losing money
Stupid rookies
Uptight dudes and dudettes
Waking up
Getting off the couch
Whiny assclowns (like the Seattle Seahawks!)
non-perverted people that can't take a joke
Rival teams
I'd have __ on my team...
Uhh not telling...
My Personal trainer is
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Story
In New Brunswick, Canada there's a rugby team that no one knows about. They used to be great but now there just weak. Some people don't even know about the rugby team. There main focus is on hockey, baseball, and basketball. There's a new coach this season and guess what? He used to play for them! Their season started off slowly and badly but then the coach got really mad. His exact words were, "First off, let me just say, thank you. For the last couple of months I have been adrift in a sea of puppy dogs, lollypops, and lets face it, a mediocre game plan. Luckily, you people were kind enough to piss me off, and that reminded me of something that I wanted to remind you of. I am accountable for this! Have you forgot how much fun it is to win? Treat every game like it's the most important ninety minutes of life!" With that, they started to play better. It's the next season, but now the players think they're larger than life! All they care about now is power and chicks. Oh and winning, without that they wouldn't have either of them. Some players are still focused on winning and their trying to get the players mind back on the game. Some of the guys want is to get into a bunch of girls pants.
Rugby season has finally arrived! Everyone is pumped and when I say everyone, I mean everyone! The first game is coming up and all the teammates are nervous. The cheerleaders and students are ready for it to come, but are also nervous about the out-come of the entire season. The team hasn't had a good season for awhile now, but with a new coach, things might be different this year. Everyone's support is behind the team. But what happens when the team mates' minds aren't on the game? They're on the girls or school or their home life! Uh-oh, this could be a problem. What's gonna happen at the first game? Or the rest of the season? Only thee who is at the keyboard can decide...
Rugby season has finally arrived! Everyone is pumped and when I say everyone, I mean everyone! The first game is coming up and all the teammates are nervous. The cheerleaders and students are ready for it to come, but are also nervous about the out-come of the entire season. The team hasn't had a good season for awhile now, but with a new coach, things might be different this year. Everyone's support is behind the team. But what happens when the team mates' minds aren't on the game? They're on the girls or school or their home life! Uh-oh, this could be a problem. What's gonna happen at the first game? Or the rest of the season? Only thee who is at the keyboard can decide...
Setting
Season
Spring _-+-_ Summer _-+-_ Fall _-+-_ Winter
Weather
Freezing // Hot // Rainy // Cool // Windy // Snowing // Hailing // Thunder // Lightning // Sunny // Cloudy
Day
Sunday ~ Monday ~ Tuesday ~ Wednesday ~ Thrusday ~ Friday ~ Saturday
Month
January Febuary March April May June July August October November Decemeber
Date
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31
Year
07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12
Hour
1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 // 11 // 12
AM or PM
Minute Area
0-15 ~ 15-30 ~ 30-45 ~ 45-0
Whats going down right now?
Everyone is going to their first period classes to start the school day.
Spring _-+-_ Summer _-+-_ Fall _-+-_ Winter
Weather
Freezing // Hot // Rainy // Cool // Windy // Snowing // Hailing // Thunder // Lightning // Sunny // Cloudy
Day
Sunday ~ Monday ~ Tuesday ~ Wednesday ~ Thrusday ~ Friday ~ Saturday
Month
January Febuary March April May June July August October November Decemeber
Date
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31
Year
07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12
Hour
1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 // 11 // 12
AM or PM
Minute Area
0-15 ~ 15-30 ~ 30-45 ~ 45-0
Whats going down right now?
Everyone is going to their first period classes to start the school day.
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The sound of a thunderstorm filled the room where a young 17-year-old girl was rolling over in her bed, wrapped up in a tight caccoon of covers. A boom of thunder awoke the teenager. "I hate this stupid thing." She pushed a button on top of the alarm clock, and the thunder storm quickly ceased. A male voice called to her from across the hall. "Nikki, wake up. You have to go to that house thing today." Nikki rolled her eyes and bit her tongue before she said something to insult her father. "I'm up, I'm up. Would you be a dear and put a waffle in the toaster for me? Thanks, daddio." She yelled back to her father, making sure her voice was loud enough so it would carry to where the patriarch of the family sat. She knew he was on the couch and you would have to be pretty loud for someone in the T.V.room to hear you.
Nikki sighed as she rummaged through her closet. She pulled out a pair of dark blue jeans and a black tank top with barbed wire going across the chest area. She smiled and decided that is what she would wear for the day. She opened her window and nodded her head. Nikki would not be needing a jacket today.
The girl walked out of the bathroom, clad in the outfit she had picked out moment before, along with a pair of black socks, hidden by a pair of black and white converse. Her eyes were lined with black, and her lashes looked bolder than ever. She smiled at herself in the mirror and decided that she looked perfect...atleast for her.
"Dad, do you have my waffle ready, yet?" She said. When her only answer was a grunt, she decided she would have to go without breakfast. "Fine. I'm leaving." She grabbed her book bag and ran out the door.
After a short drive to the school, she had finally made it and parked her car in her usual spot. Luckily, no-one had taken it which made her extremely pleased. She smiled as she noticed a few people waving at her. She waved back. Nikki ran into the classroom and went to her locker, getting her stuff for her first period class."I hate Calculus."She shuddered at the thought. Calculus was her first block class and she couldn't be late. She strutted down the hall looking for a friend.
Nikki sighed as she rummaged through her closet. She pulled out a pair of dark blue jeans and a black tank top with barbed wire going across the chest area. She smiled and decided that is what she would wear for the day. She opened her window and nodded her head. Nikki would not be needing a jacket today.
The girl walked out of the bathroom, clad in the outfit she had picked out moment before, along with a pair of black socks, hidden by a pair of black and white converse. Her eyes were lined with black, and her lashes looked bolder than ever. She smiled at herself in the mirror and decided that she looked perfect...atleast for her.
"Dad, do you have my waffle ready, yet?" She said. When her only answer was a grunt, she decided she would have to go without breakfast. "Fine. I'm leaving." She grabbed her book bag and ran out the door.
After a short drive to the school, she had finally made it and parked her car in her usual spot. Luckily, no-one had taken it which made her extremely pleased. She smiled as she noticed a few people waving at her. She waved back. Nikki ran into the classroom and went to her locker, getting her stuff for her first period class."I hate Calculus."She shuddered at the thought. Calculus was her first block class and she couldn't be late. She strutted down the hall looking for a friend.
the AWESOM-O 5000
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They call me Speed....
Beep....
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Diego's dark world was filled with a persitant beep of his digital alarm clock, telling him it was time to awaken from his slumber. He opened his eyes, glancing at the digital read out before sighing, pushing himself from the warmth of his bed to the floor. He scratched his chest as he walked out of his small, eight by ten room and into the hallway, going towards the bathroom.
Once he arrived in the plain white room, he shut and locked the door behind him before removing his boxers and stepping into his shower. Turning on the water so that it was warm, he let the penetration warmth of each water drop awaken him. After a few minutes of this Diego stepped out of the shower and used a white, fluffy towel to wipe all the beads of water from his brown skin. After this was done, he wrapped his towel around his waist and left the bathroom, walking to his room.
"Damn mondays," Diego muttered as he reached into his dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of black boxers with a series of basketballs stitched into it's surface. He slipped his legs into the leg holes and slipped them up his lower body so that the elastic edge of them met his waist. He then slipped on a pair of rough blue jeans in the same method he had put on his jeans and pulled a plain, black T-shirt over his head. He then pulled a sock over each of his bare feet and slipped on his favourite pair of Fallen skate shoes. He walked out of his room, grabbing his Burton book bag on his way by.
He left the house, his parents having already left for work and Damien having been over to a friend's house that Sunday night, thus not needing a ride to school. He climbed into his 69 Camaro, and slipped his key into the igntion, turning the key forwards to start the engine. He then backed out into the road and began to drive to school, arriving in a matter of minutes. He parked near the school in the student parking long and got out of his car, making sure it was locked before continuing on into the building.
Diego began to move towards his locker. He knew he was going to be late for class, so why hurry?
Beep.....
Beep.....
Diego's dark world was filled with a persitant beep of his digital alarm clock, telling him it was time to awaken from his slumber. He opened his eyes, glancing at the digital read out before sighing, pushing himself from the warmth of his bed to the floor. He scratched his chest as he walked out of his small, eight by ten room and into the hallway, going towards the bathroom.
Once he arrived in the plain white room, he shut and locked the door behind him before removing his boxers and stepping into his shower. Turning on the water so that it was warm, he let the penetration warmth of each water drop awaken him. After a few minutes of this Diego stepped out of the shower and used a white, fluffy towel to wipe all the beads of water from his brown skin. After this was done, he wrapped his towel around his waist and left the bathroom, walking to his room.
"Damn mondays," Diego muttered as he reached into his dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of black boxers with a series of basketballs stitched into it's surface. He slipped his legs into the leg holes and slipped them up his lower body so that the elastic edge of them met his waist. He then slipped on a pair of rough blue jeans in the same method he had put on his jeans and pulled a plain, black T-shirt over his head. He then pulled a sock over each of his bare feet and slipped on his favourite pair of Fallen skate shoes. He walked out of his room, grabbing his Burton book bag on his way by.
He left the house, his parents having already left for work and Damien having been over to a friend's house that Sunday night, thus not needing a ride to school. He climbed into his 69 Camaro, and slipped his key into the igntion, turning the key forwards to start the engine. He then backed out into the road and began to drive to school, arriving in a matter of minutes. He parked near the school in the student parking long and got out of his car, making sure it was locked before continuing on into the building.
Diego began to move towards his locker. He knew he was going to be late for class, so why hurry?
Think you can catch me?
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Tristan was sleeping in his room. He was tossing and turning since he was having a bad dream. He was imagining his dad's death all over again. It kept playing in his head. His dad was seriously obsessed with hunting, that's how it killed him. He heard someone banging on his door, his eyes flickered and his head shot up as he sat up. He was breathing heavily. "Was that just a dream or was it real?" He asked himself and looked towards the door. His door was unlocked so his mom came in and Tristan let out a sigh of relief. Aparently, he was yelling really weird stuff when he as sleeping. His mom just came to wake him up. "I'm on it mom." He said as his mom left the room and shut the door.
He rolled out of bed with just his boxers on. He walked out of the room and went down the hallway and into the bathroom. Once he was in the bathroom he closed and locked the door. He removed his boxers and hopped into the shower. He turned the water on and expected nice warm water, but all he got was really cold water. "s**t!" He said as he jumped up. It was like a thousand ice cubes had fallen on him, he started shivering. He still hadn't gotten used to cold showers, that was the problem with his house. He spent like ten minutes in the shower. He grabbed a towel and dried himself off then wrapped it around his waist, then exited the bathroom.
He entered his room and shut the door behind him. His clothes were scattered all around his room. One pile was dirty clothes and the other was clean clothes. He went to the clean clothes pile, he was too lazy to put his clothes where they were supposed to be. He grabbed a pair of plaid boxers and slipped them on. He dug through the pile and finally found a pair of black underarmour shorts, and he put them on. It was kind of cold but hey he was a from Pittsburgh, he loved the cold. He found a "Property of the Pittsburgh Penguins" t-shirt and put it on over his head. He put on short socks and then tried to find his shoes. They were somewhere in his room. He finally found a pair of adio shoes and slipped them on. He found his backpack, he slung it on his shoulder and walked out of the room
He walked downstairs and grabbed a go-tart. He would have a regular poptart, but it would take him too long to eat it. He grabbed his keys and started eating his go-tart on his way out of the house. He walked over to his 1967 Chevy Impala and got in. He put the key into the ignition, then started the engine. He pulled out of the driving way and drove to school. He got there in about four minutes, then parked in the student parking lot. He got out of his car and locked the doors. He loved his car, if anyone ever stole it he'd be crushed. Anyways, he entered the school and went to his locker, he saw Diego while he was walking. "Yo! What's up dude?"
He rolled out of bed with just his boxers on. He walked out of the room and went down the hallway and into the bathroom. Once he was in the bathroom he closed and locked the door. He removed his boxers and hopped into the shower. He turned the water on and expected nice warm water, but all he got was really cold water. "s**t!" He said as he jumped up. It was like a thousand ice cubes had fallen on him, he started shivering. He still hadn't gotten used to cold showers, that was the problem with his house. He spent like ten minutes in the shower. He grabbed a towel and dried himself off then wrapped it around his waist, then exited the bathroom.
He entered his room and shut the door behind him. His clothes were scattered all around his room. One pile was dirty clothes and the other was clean clothes. He went to the clean clothes pile, he was too lazy to put his clothes where they were supposed to be. He grabbed a pair of plaid boxers and slipped them on. He dug through the pile and finally found a pair of black underarmour shorts, and he put them on. It was kind of cold but hey he was a from Pittsburgh, he loved the cold. He found a "Property of the Pittsburgh Penguins" t-shirt and put it on over his head. He put on short socks and then tried to find his shoes. They were somewhere in his room. He finally found a pair of adio shoes and slipped them on. He found his backpack, he slung it on his shoulder and walked out of the room
He walked downstairs and grabbed a go-tart. He would have a regular poptart, but it would take him too long to eat it. He grabbed his keys and started eating his go-tart on his way out of the house. He walked over to his 1967 Chevy Impala and got in. He put the key into the ignition, then started the engine. He pulled out of the driving way and drove to school. He got there in about four minutes, then parked in the student parking lot. He got out of his car and locked the doors. He loved his car, if anyone ever stole it he'd be crushed. Anyways, he entered the school and went to his locker, he saw Diego while he was walking. "Yo! What's up dude?"