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Caroline Forbes Freshman at Beacon City University ( For beacons-harbor rp )

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lockwolfed:

All he could do was laugh at her victorious reaction to finally getting her point across. Honestly, it was lucky for him that he had someone like Caroline in his life. She provided the, sometimes, much needed kick in the ass so that he didn’t just glide through college the way that he had done for most of high school. There were areas that he didn’t slack off in, but he didn’t think that anyone had noticed. He was wrong. “I didn’t realize you saw any of that.” He confessed turning his head away from her ever so slightly. His reaction was half bashfulness, and half macho pride as he wouldn’t admit how proud of his work he actually was. This time when he looked at the flier, he actually looked at it, instead of just tossing it aside. “I don’t know,” He laughed, shaking his head at her rhetorical question. “I’m kinda surprised that you didn’t already contact them for me.” He teased, but a moment later, he tilted his head as he asked, “Or did you?”

For a moment, she just gave him a look.  “I notice everything.  It is why I’m so good at what I do.”  His reaction was the reason she had never mentioned it before.  Now that it was out in the open and he was going to be in the art club, she could sucker him into helping with decorations for the events in their hometown as well as school.  Things were going to change for them this year.  They were adults and pushing forward into their futures.  She sighed at his assumption.  “I’m not the type to cut up your food for you.  You’ll have to contact them yourself.  I’m just bringing it to your attention.”  A guilty pause later, she spoke again.  “----But I may have told them to expect you...and signed your name on the interest sheet.”

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Caroline had found the perfect job in the city.  Behind every business man was a woman adding flare with parties, shows, and style.  She was working for that woman.  A beautiful, former dancer named Vera.  They got along famously and Caroline hoped to be just like her someday ( gorgeous, successful husband included ).

“Sean,” she addressed her employer’s nephew as she stepped into the hotel bar.  If anyone would bend the rules for her, she figured it’d be him.  “I’ll take a coke and if you want to top it off with some Jack, I won’t tell,” she added with a wink.

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it’s not easy to know i’m not anything like i used to be although it’s true, i was never attention’s sweet center                            i still remember that girl

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residentbadgirl replied to your post:I can’t focus on replies rn bc I’m watching...

old movies and cartoons YEAH

LMAO YESS.  lbr hey arnold will prob be watched tonight too.  HAHAHA

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And that made all the difference [insp]

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I can’t focus on replies rn bc I’m watching Indiana Jones and making the above face at how hot Harrison Ford is.  LMFAOOO  So if anyone wants to plot while I watch, hit me up

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Mun Moodboard

--Clarke Griffin

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Character Moodboard

--Caroline Forbes + Another Character ( Rachel Green )

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diaryofamystery:

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“Do I do the princess wave before or after we get cotton candy,” Elle teasingly waved as one individual walked by, flipping her blonde locks over her shoulder. So much compiled into the basics for being Miss Beacon, something she hadn’t entirely desired. But, on her road to clean up the act her mother so dearly wanted cleansed, Miss Beacon was the optimal bleach. “Because I think the pale pink could add just yet another flare on why I am the epitome of perfection around these streets.”

“If you want to win, you are going to have to start taking it seriously,” she explained, unimpressed by her sense of flare.  “This isn’t just some competition that you half-ass your way through.  You work hard both to win and then to represent this town for a whole year until the next Miss Beacon is crowned.”  She pressed her hand against her back as her nonverbal response that they still could get cotton candy.  “The judges will smell fake from a mile away.  So you need to find some love for this title.”

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guidethisgilbert:

“You’d be surprised,” she said under her breath, sitting up and leaning back against the wall. “And surprisingly, no actual proof of vampires existing.” Elena paused and chewed on the inside of her cheek, debating on the best way to pop someone’s supernatural cherry, especially when the subject of this week’s lesson was someone Caroline was supposed to study with. “We’ll save the logistics for another time, today is all about doing what Elena says no matter what.” She shook her head and brushed her hair behind her ear, “Nora is a witch, and yes there are good witches, example: Bonnie. But there are bad witches too, a lot of them. So if you could lay off the study sessions until I decide if she’s a threat or not, I promise to stop the in-class checkin calls.” 

“Well there wouldn’t be, would there?  They come at night to suck your blood and have sex with you.  Have you not read Dracula?” she joked, trying to get a reaction out of Elena that wasn’t so serious.  When she got in hunter mode, she needed to chill.  She wasn’t hoping for vampires to be real.  She was barely coping with the fact that witches, werewolves, and people that hunt them were all real.  “Okay I won’t be alone with her until you give the all clear but are you sure she’s a real witch?  Is that like a hunter thing?  ----No, no, what’s more important is -- will you know if I’m in danger?  Because I was kind  of hoping they were all good supernatural creatures and now, they might not be and I don’t want to be a witch play thing or a wolf dinner.”

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Secrets

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littlegilberts:

Jeremy nodded. Of course they shared things, would have shared this. He couldn’t fault Elena. He only hoped Caroline could keep a lid on things for them. “A few, I guess.” Arching an eyebrow, he sat forward some. “We haven’t actually found proof that vampires are real yet, though there are people who believe they are. A lot of the time though, it’s just a story. Myths and stories about them have been around for thousands of years, way back to ancient times, and… you don’t care about that, do you?” Frowning, he shifted some, letting his excitement wane. “Werewolves. Those are real. They’re… they exist. It’s complicated. Witches too.”

Jeremy seemed to be a little more excited about this hunter thing than Elena was.  She figured he was going to be the perfect one to find Tyler a wolf friend.  Of course, she planned to be subtle about it.  Her attention began to wander as he started to go into myths versus the real thing.  “No, no, it’s fascinating,” she lied.  The more she humored him, the better chance she had at getting the information she wanted.  “But back to the real thing.  So who in our town is a werewolf?  Like do you spot them by behavior?  There can’t be that many places to chain them up, right?”

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adamtheconant:

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He could feel the thin cardboard of the box underneath his fingertips, letting it fall lightly into the palms of his hands. Grunt work really wasn’t his forte, but it definitely seemed to be the way onto Caroline’s good side. And if that was what was going to potentially clear his name from the whispers of switching between the Blackwell girls, then he would most certainly do it. 

“Let me guess,” he rolled his eyes, setting another box down at her feet. “There’s at least another ten thousand boxes that need to be at the foot of the queen?” Adam let out a quick snicker, rolling his neck towards her. 

At the sound of the box hitting the floor, she turned to face him after finishing instructing another volunteer on how not to fail miserably at her task.  “Well, if the boxes could get up and walk over here I wouldn’t need you,” she told him with the sparkle in her eyes being the only way to tell that she was playing.  “If you would like to count the boxes in the truck before you bring the next one, be my guest.”

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I’m s o r r y .

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lockwolfed:

His shoulders shook as the only reaction he could give her was the silent laugh that came from him. This wasn’t the first time that he’d heard the ‘best years of our lives’ speech, nor did he think for a minute that it would be the last. “So we’re just onto the new best years, is that what you’re saying?” Something told him that she wouldn’t ever look at the past and think her best years were behind her. He couldn’t blame her for being so excited about college, he wouldn’t be here if he wasn’t looking forward to it as well, but her excitement reached a whole new level. And sometimes, it could be infectious, but he’d never tell her that. “Of course you do, no one is as nosy as you are.” He teased with a tilt of his head. “You been sneaking peaks, going through my stuff?” His eyes widened as if he was catching her red handed. With a low laugh, he shook his head as he breathed out slowly. “Fine. I’ll go. When do they meet?”

“Exactly!”  Her hands reached up in her exaggerated reply.  He may have been mocking her view of this new stage in their lives but she didn’t care as she knew she had a right to be excited about college and wanted him to feel that way too.  She laughed but couldn’t deny that she was in fact nosy.  “More like observant when you’ve helped out with floats and had some of your stuff on display at school events,” she countered, leaning in as she smiled at him with her eyes getting as wide as his.  Then, she got her way as per usual.  “Good.  They meet on Thursday nights.  Location and time are on the flyer as well as the contact info for the president of the club.  What would you do without me?”

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littlegilberts:

“Clumsy? Relentlessly hopeful? Addicted to Shondaland?” Jeremy smiled at her before she continued, letting his smile drop slightly. How did Caroline know anything about that? He shifted slightly, focusing back on what he was working on for a moment. “Uhm, yeah, we have that extracurricular activity in common,” he confirmed. If Caroline knew, then Elena must have shared with her and while Jeremy wouldn’t have picked her to open up to, he trusted Elena’s judgement when it came to her. To anyone, really, except for Stiles. “Did Elena talk to you about it or something?”

She shook her head at his guesses, pausing for a moment at the last one.  She decided not to ask about it.  There was a mission to finish. Her eyebrows lifted as she let out a small scoff.  “Obviously.  She’s my best friend.  We share things.”  Of course, Elena kept her secret longer than Caroline would have liked for her to.  As if she thought she couldn’t keep a secret or something.  “So...how many supernatural ..things do you know here?  Witches, vampires, frankensteins  ....werewolves?”

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guidethisgilbert:

“It’s not my fault that all the creepy crawlies really exist, but if you have to call me something I’d be okay with Buffy. She’s badass.” But it was her fault that she couldn’t seem to give up the hunting life. She’d tried, several times, but family ties were stronger than anything else in the world. Elena snorted and leaned back against her bed, “Hardly. If I were going to get my girl-on-girl on, it wouldn’t be with her.” She rolled onto her stomach and paused, “You really want to know about the hunting stuff?”

“Well maybe they’ll all decide to be good so you can enjoy college without kicking ass.  I feel like we would know if there were some evil vampires taking over the world or something.”  To Caroline, there were a lot more important things than Elena playing warrior princess.  The supernatural world seemed very small.  At least since she knew of less than five.  “Who would it be then?” she teased with a smirk as she hopped onto Elena’s bed.  “Okay, okay I’ll be serious.  Yes, tell me.  Do you have a book of supernatural creatures and go on patrols?”