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 Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 7:23 pm
l fell in [ love ] with you ...
One day I saw you in the hall ,
you glanced at me,
I glanced at you.
I knew it was love at first sight!
You kept on walking ,
I broke in tears because I lost you.
I saw you at a dance,
I was standing there pretty as could be
and you walked up to me and asked me to dance,
I had the best feeling about it so I took a chance!
We ended up talking for hours,
hours after the dance,
you walked me home,
I said goodbye,
I turned toward the door,
you swung me around and
plunged at me with a big sigh.
I plunged forward as so did you,
our lips were locked, how could that be?
How could that be that we... a we,
that we were friends..
&& nothing more? ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 7:24 pm
l fell in [ love ] with you ... l`m the dreamer ...
and you`re always the dream.[ T A B L E O F C O N T E N T S ]
[ O ] lntroduction
[ O N E ] Story --- Setting
[ T W O ] Rules
[ T H R E E ] Profile Skeleton
[ F O U R ] Meet the Characters
[ F I V E ] Black/White List
[ S I X ] Reserved
[ S E V E N ] Reserved ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 7:25 pm
l fell in [ love ] with you ...Six friends. Best friends. They met since they were born, and they vowed to one another they would die together. A little deep, yes. But of course, everyone knows that in highschool, it`s where all the drama begins. People trying to keep up their grades to get full scholarships to get one step closer to their dreams, a lot of breakups between couples, popularity, parties. But these six friends will do anything to be together. Some have even developed feelings for each other, yet they are slowly drifting apart. These friends walk by each other in the halls, and don`t even say 'hi' to them. They all have left one another to accomplish what they always wanted to do. What would happen to these friends? Would they get back together and confess their feelings towards one another? Or will they break their vow? Setting
Use your imagination. Though it is modern day. Kay? ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 7:27 pm
l fell in [ love ] with you ... [ O N E ] Follow Gaia ToS.
[ T W O ] No cybering.
-- Romance is definitely encouraged, but we don`t need all the details. Even though you feel the need to, just don`t do it.
[ T H R E E ] Don`t ignore other RP-er`s.
-- It`s rude, and if you ignore someone, I`ll make it feel one thousand times worse back towards you.
[ F O U R ] No spamming.
-- If you need to talk out of character use these things --- [],(),<>,// --- m'kay?
[ F I V E ] No illiteracy.
-- I don`t want a couple words or two or three sentences a post. If you can, at least write two or more paragraphs per post. It`s not that hard.
-- No chatspeak, or using asterisks --- ** ---.
-- People want to hear about your character`s feelings, the way they think the situation in their opinion. Well at least I do..
[ S I X ] Once you`ve joined, please don`t just leave the Rp.
-- If you have to leave, then just say in OOC that you have to leave. Or else someone`s waiting for you to post, and then the thread just dies.
-- If you`re not on for a while, I can kick you out, unless you give me a good reason.
[ S E V E N] Last but not least, have fun!
[ E I G H T ] Title your PM`s 'Too Deep For Words'.
-- Also stick a roleplaying sample in the 'other' spot. ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 7:28 pm
l fell in [ love ] with you ... [ I A M C A L L E D ]
Your name; first, middle, last
[ C U R R E N T L Y I ` M ]
Age
[ Y U P ; I T ` S M E ]
Your personality; don`t just list it, actually put it in sentence form.
[ M Y M I S T A K E S ]
Your bio; don`t say 'he/she doesn`t like talking about he/she`s past.' Acutally write something ..
[ T H I N G S T H A T C O M P L E T E M E ]
What you like.
[ W H A T C R E E P S M E O U T]
Your fears.
[ Y U P ; T H I S H O W I L O O K ]
Put an appearance here. Don`t use anime pics, or say avi, or say in siggy. I want real life pics. If you have more than one, then put the rest in links.
[ O T H E R ]
You know what to put here.
[ T H E N A R R A T O R O F M Y L I F E ]
Username.
[size=9][b][ I A M C A L L E D ][/b]
Your name; first, middle, last.
[b][ C U R R E N T L Y I ` M ][/b]
Age.
[b][ Y U P ; I T ` S M E ][/b]
Your personality; don`t just list it, actually put it in sentence form.
[b][ M Y M I S T A K E S ][/b]
Your bio; don`t say 'he/she doesn`t like talking about he/she`s past.' Acutally write something ..
[b][ T H I N G S T H A T C O M P L E T E M E ][/b]
What you like.
[b][ W H A T C R E E P S M E O U T][/b]
Your fears.
[b][ Y U P ; T H I S H O W I L O O K ][/b]
Put an appearance here. Don`t use anime pics, or say avi, or say in siggy. I want real life pics. If you have more than one, then put the rest in links.
[b][ O T H E R ][/b]
You know what to put here.
[b][ T H E N A R R A T O R O F M Y L I F E ][/b]
Username.[/size] ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:23 am
l fell in [ love ] with you ...[ O N E ] [ I A M C A L L E D ]
Anderson, Jeanna Corinne
[ C U R R E N T L Y I ` M ]
Seventeen
[ Y U P ; I T ` S M E ]
Jeanna is soft-spoken but very loud. She is happy most of the times and can turn a frown upside down. She loves to swim and is always at the bright side of things. Jeanna had been the one in the family that had to be responsible. Even though she wasn`t the oldest child in her family, she was the most mature one. Although she hadn`t being that girl that everyone knows as Jeanna. But there`s also another side to her that some close friends or people that have seen it. She can be very shy, but if she gets comfortable around a person, she can get really unexpected.
[ M Y M I S T A K E S ]
Jeanna`s life has never been perfect. A lot of people says she is, but that`s not true. Even Jeanna has mistakes done here or there. And her family is one of them. Her two brothers are highschool dropouts, and her parents don`t even care about the three of them --- her brothers and her. Sometimes Jeanna would start doing all the housework since her parents were always never home, either hanging out with their friends or getting drunk. And when they were home, they wouldn`t do anything. It`s as if they treated Jeanna like a servant. Jeanna, then would start yelling at them, and even say that she would never come back, and she would regret it.
[ T H I N G S T H A T C O M P L E T E M E ]
Jeanna likes to play the piano, hanging out with her friends, go shopping, and everything basically a teenager loves to do. But she also has a literate and an artistic side. Jeanna loves to play the piano, since she has been learning since the age of six. She even writes her own songs, or improvise words with the songs she plays. Jeanna writes her own stories, mainly romance. She has done a couple of horror once in a while, but Jeanna always scares herself whenever she re-reads them to correct mistakes. She also loves to read romance stories, especially The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet. Whenever she watches the play, mostly at the end, you could see tears coming out of Jeanna`s eyes.
[ W H A T C R E E P S M E O U T ]
The thing the Melissa definitely hates are spiders, thunder, lightning, and clowns.
[ Y U P ; T H I S H O W I L O O K ]
Jeanna
[ T H E N A R R A T O R O F M Y L I F E ]
__melissa.exe[ T W O ] [ I A M C A L L E D ]
Konnor, Andrew Canyon
[ C U R R E N T L Y I ` M ]
Seventeen
[ Y U P ; I T ` S M E ]
Konnor is unusually upbeat about some things, and rather protective of other things. But he rarely takes anything seriously. He plays with people. Confuses them, sometimes does not answer a question correctly. He likes to talk as well. He is overly friendly, and if bored, will walk up to a random student, lean on their shoulder, and start talking to them as if he had known them for years. He sometimes freaks tother students out. But when Konnor is in a bad mood, it is best to avoid him. He can become agressive, verbally. Overall, though, Konnor is a good person to be around if depressed, when he is not depressed himself. He can lift your spirits with ease.
[ M Y M I S T A K E S ]
Konnor grew up with one group of friends, never parting from them. He practically lived at their houses, and was always around at least one of his friends. He was popular through junior highschool, though, known by most of his grade, for his jokes, and being, as one could say, the class clown. But in highschool, though still well-known, Konnor realized that he and his life-long friends were drifting, whether it be by the fact that many were starting to like one another, or that they had goals that needed their time. Konnor was one of them, but he had time for his friends, though did not have time for him. Konnor has been a little depressed lately, but still keeps his spirits up, in hopes he can get the group back together.
[ T H I N G S T H A T C O M P L E T E M E ]
Talking. He must talk. Often. Konnor also has a soft spot for cats. He can't help but stop and take it home if he sees a stray.
[ W H A T C R E E P S M E O U T]
Preppy girls, R&B Music, as well as country. Sorta jokes, really.
[ Y U P ; T H I S H O W I L O O K ]
Konnor
[ T H E N A R R A T O R O F M Y L I F E ]
[Submit_Here] [ T H R E E ] [ I A M C A L L E D ]
Pachelli, Breanna Raine
[ C U R R E N T L Y I ` M ]
Eightteen.
[ Y U P ; I T ` S M E ]
Bree, for short, is a fun and bubbly girl. She is, although, bipolar. She loves to make friends, but looses most of them just as easily. She doesn't like talking about her past, but opens up to it easily at time.
[ M Y M I S T A K E S ]
Bree's past isn't an open book, infact it's a thick leather covered and bound novel with a lock on it. It only opens when someone is trusted enough. But, her parents brought her up as a rich whore. She got everything she wanted only by making 'that face' to her father. Her mother is dead.
[ T H I N G S T H A T C O M P L E T E M E ]
Music takes me away to that special place where I'd rather break down and cry.
[ W H A T C R E E P S M E O U T]
Heights. Spiders. Mooses.
[ Y U P ; T H I S H O W I L O O K ]
Breeanna
[ O T H E R ]
She's got '********' tattooed on the inside of her bottom lip.
[ T H E N A R R A T O R O F M Y L I F E ]
+[ Miss Massacre ]+. [ F O U R ] [ I A M C A L L E D ]
Hartwell, Celina Antoinette
[ C U R R E N T L Y I ` M ]
Age: 17
[ Y U P ; I T ` S M E ]
Celina is a very quiet person usually keeps to herself. Once she warms up to you she’s talkative and sometimes even happier then normal. Celina will not back down from a fight but sometimes she’s plagued with old memories that make her freeze up. She’s more of the type to get depressed rather than angry.
[ M Y M I S T A K E S ]
After living with her abusive parents for a number of years Celina was put into foster care, then eventually returned to live with her parents. She has always been an artist, and has a passion for reading fantasy novels. She doesn’t open up about her past, but it is basically a known fact to all through rumors.
[ T H I N G S T H A T C O M P L E T E M E ]
Folklore (fairies etc…),Art, music, Butterflies, baking.
[ W H A T C R E E P S M E O U T]
People liking weird food combinations, fights, yelling, people that pretend to be what they aren’t.
[ Y U P ; T H I S H O W I L O O K ]
Celina
Celina wears black or dark clothing. Typically it’s a long black skirt with a different colored top. She wears “emo” glasses but only when she’s doing her art work. She wears an old amethyst pendant that used to be her grandmother’s.
[ T H E N A R R A T O R O F M Y L I F E ]
Reihoshido ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:27 am
l fell in [ love ] with you ...[ B L A C K L I S T ]
-- You don`t want to be here.
[ W H I T E L I S T ]
-- You want to be here. ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:28 am
l fell in [ love ] with you ...[ R E S E R V E D ] ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:34 am
l fell in [ love ] with you ...[ R E S E R V E D ] ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 6:36 am
l fell in [ love ] with you ...Open! ... [ suddenly ].
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 10:18 am
[ -- [ We allowed to post? ] -- ]
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 10:25 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 10:43 am
[ -- [ Okay. I'll start going to school, then? ] -- ]
Konnor sighed as he walked up the steps of the highschool. Alone. He looked around, wondering if he would see Jeanna, or one of his other friends. At least, they used to be friends. He still hoped they could be. He sighed again, tugging a little at the braide he held his long hair in. He had been told by family, and many people around the school that he should cut it, like everyone else. But that was why it was long. Because it was different. Sure, there were the wannabe surfers, with shoulder-blade-length blonde dreadlocks, but that was a little different. Konnor's hair was a very dark blue, almost, when in the sun, and went clear down to his waist. The braid, being tight, made his hair shorter, but not by much. He liked it that way.
The halls were empty. They always were when Konnor got here, a good forty minutes before school actually started. Only a few students were here today, and most would already be in their classrooms. Konnor walked towards the first room he would be having class in, and entered, dropping his black and purple back pack on the chair of one of the desks in the right back corner. He looked around the empty room a moment, then walked out, to wander the school until people started appearing.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 11:00 am
Aurora broke as sunlight seeped through the curtains and filling the dark room with light. Still in bed, a seventeen year old lay there, snoring peacefully and dreaming the unimaginable. Entangled in her own hair, and the blankets, Jeanna was barely falling off the edge of the bed. Mess from the night before, the room was littered with music staves, broken pencils, and eraser shavings. Jeanna had been writing music all night, but couldn`t put a single melody together. With the broken pencils, it seems that Jeanna got frustrated, and finally took her anger out on a poor number 2 pencil. Some spiders crawling as if it was trying to get back into it`s little hole, staying away from danger of being killed.
Boom.
"OMG!" Jeanna jolted awake, on the floor. The blankets following her, and her hair in her face, Jeanna couldn`t see what time it was. "That was a bad start of a day.." Jeanna muttered, standing back up, putting her blankets on the bed and fixing her hair, by combing through it with her fingers. Jeanna yawned as she walked outside of her bedroom to see what was going on. Of course, her brothers were probably still somewhere, and who the hell knows where her parents were. "Seems like I`m just living here myself.." Jeanna went into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and went into the kitchen to make something for her breakfast. "What should I have.." Jeanna asked herself as she looked in the kitchen for something to eat.
"What time is it?" Jeanna looked at the clock and the wall and it read six thirty. "Oh my ******** god!" Jeanna screamed as she ran into her room. She was going to be late to school again. "UGHH!" Jeanna went into her closet and it would probably take her a while to choose out an outfit to wear. She finally decided on wearing a light gray abercrombie and fitch sweater, a jean skirt, and black leg warmers. She threw them on quickly, and went into the bathroom to fix her make up and hair. After that was done, Jeanna ran to the kitchen, just grabbed a piece of bread, grabbed her books off the counter and walked out of the house, locking it, and headed for school.
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Posted: Sat Jan 20, 2007 11:30 am
Konnor walked back out of the school, to the front, and sat on one of the walls, watching the street. The sun was a little ways above the buildings now, and some students had arrived. A few of them glanced at him, and waved, others raised there eyebrows, asking themselves how he could be so awake so early. Konnor loved his ability to do that. He normally got up around five anyway, and went to school at six. School started at seven o' clock, so he always had plenty of time to wander the school while it was still empty and peaceful.
More and more students were coming, in groups rather than pairs or singles. He watched slightly enviously as a large group of both girls and guys walked by, looking tired, but still talking happily about the weekend. He sighed, turning sideways, and laying down on the wall, one leg bent and on it, the other hanging over the side with his arm, the other one on his chest. He reached behind him, and got his braide of hair out of the way, and sat there, staring at the blue sky. He hated these days. He hated himself on these days. His depressed days.
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