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@brooklyn-sawyer
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Thinking about turning this into a multiple characters account.. hmmm.. Also replies to everything I owe will be up later today! (:
"I feel absolutely worthless."
"Hey.. U-uhm.. are you okay?" Of course he's not okay Brooklyn, talk about a dumb question to ask.
"Where's the fun in doing what you're told?"
Seriously this RP looks like it's going to be the bee's knees so everyone should come apply and fill up these roles! xoxo
"Exactly! It costs a lot of money, but y’can get rid of a tattoo." Shut up, Matt. Seriously. "You too, Brooke."
"Or you could get really wild with it and get it somewhere discrete like your bum!" Oh my god I need a mute button.. "Uhm so.." Talk, speak words, you can do it Brooke.
Be back later tonight loves! xoxo
A humorless laugh slipped from Nicko’s mouth and a smile was turning at the corner of his lips at her reply. He crossed his arms over her chest. She was definitely different and, Nicko couldn’t help but be infatuated to that simple fact. “It’s not like, I would get you drunk, pop some pill inside of it and end up taking you back to my place to get freak with your unconscious body.” He replied, using detail to attempt to scare her doubts about him. Nicko raised his eyebrows. “I’m not that guy.” He added before laughing at himself and his words. “What now? What do you want to happen now?” Nicko asked. Although, he already had a club in mind and their plan to get there set in place.
Brooklyn couldn't deny the fact that this boy for some reason, intrigued her. "Well than what kind of guy are you? The kind that takes inexperienced girls out on a wild night that changes their lives, than considers calling them the next day but decides against it?" she asked with a raised eyebrow and curious look, truth be told if that were to happen she wouldn't let it hurt her. Even though it would sting a bit, she wouldn't let it completley get to her. But he had a point, she was inexperienced and this was something she could cross off her mental list of things she should have already done by now. "Even if you are that guy, I'll look past it just for tonight because maybe.. you have a point." she said a bit more to herself than him. Putting on a small smile she shrugged, "I want you to show me the ropes!": she joked nudging him a bit, clearly not in her right mind at the moment.
"Oh yeah, but I liked the idea of it. Don’t get me started on the argument about it either being a zombie or possession movie." Layla smiled grabbing her bag. "So what movies do you want to get?"
"Oh god I bet that conversation would take days to clear up." she giggled knocking her hip into the girl playfully. "Hmm, lets just go and see what we find?" she suggested, honestly exited for their little horror movie fest.
Quite the Predicament { thosexloners }
"Of course.” he said in a sickeningly sweet voice, eyeing the girl before unwillingly stepping to the side, leaving just enough room for her to slip by. Not waiting for the other to follow, Louis turned around and stalked to the kitchen, grabbing a beer which he wasn’t technically supposed to have but since his parents were away he didn’t care, and walking to the living room, turning on the latest football game. He collapsed onto the couch, nursing his beer as he purposely ignored Brooke. Yes it was childish, but it was definitely better than hearing her annoyingly high-pitched voice.
Watching him walk ahead of her, and picking up her pace to keep up she was just welcomed by him making himself as comfortable as possible, and he as uncomfortable as possible. Rolling her eyes as he grabbed a beer and turned on the game she knew this was not how this project was going to work. "This is not happening, no way." she said shaking her head and walking over to him grabbing the remote, flicking the TV off before holding the oh so precious device behind her back. "You are not going to get drunk and watch football while I sit here and do this project. It's a joint deal, you do part and I do part." she said calmly looking down at the sitting, scowling boy.
liam-perry:
He’s a few bites into his sandwhich, and his phone goes off. His ringtone for Brooklyn is set to “Wannabe” by The Spice Girls. He quickly answers his phone to avoid awkward stares. “Bonjour?” he says quietly, remembering quickly that she’s been in Paris the passed few days, and they’ve yet to see one another. Brooklyn, and Liam were best friends, to say the least. She knew literally everything about him, and they had only met once before when he resided in Beverly Hills Mental Health Hospital, though they met on MySpace three years ago. He was hoping that she was close by, and praying that they’d be able to see each other. He needed her company right about now.
"Hello mi'amour." she giggled over the phone responding to the boys low voice, "Why are we whispering?" she asked in an equally low voice of her own as she watched people pass her by, "So guess who is standing in front of the Eiffel tower at this very moment?" she asked a bit giddy, and still in disbelief she was finally in Paris, enjoying such a simple yet extravagant sight. All she needed was her best friend to complete the level of excitement she was feeling.
"Yes, if you introduce yourself I will kindly cuddle you. Hard."
"Cuddle me hard? Oh my.. I've always associated cuddling with.. soft, and comforting. Something intimate, not exactly hard.." she laughed quietly, "I'm Brooklyn, or Brooke whatever you prefer.."
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"Dear God." He said, laughing fully now. "You are something." Seeing that the elevator still wasn’t moving, he pressed the emergency button before sliding down the wall and sitting on the floor, one leg spread and his forearm leaning on the other. "You can sit," He said, patting the floor beside him. "It might take some time before we get out.I don’t bite, I promise." He said, trying to ease her nervousness.
Watching him sit down and offer her a seat she felt her cheeks warming up, and could sense the natural blush she was now sporting. Turning her head away a bit she used sitting down as an excuse to not look directly at him as she plopped down next to the boy. "So... come here.. often?" she said in another attempt to be unfunny but instead sounded the exact opposite. "Sorry I don't do well while in stressful situations, or most situations honestly..." she said with a small laugh.
Hello, I'm moving in { troublexmakers }
Ethan was never one to let people into his home. To him it was his only place of solitude, and sanctuary, the only place he could get any work done. But seeing as being an artist didn’t really pay all that well he needed someone else to move in to help pay rent. Which he dreaded, but he promised himself he’d tried to make it work. Hearing someone enter he popped his head around before turning back to his work. “Just a sec.” he murmured as he placed the paint brush down and took off the paint covered apron before moving over to the small girl. “I’m Ethan” the boy introduced holding out his hand.
Hearing a muffled voice tell her to wait she nodded though laughed a bit when she realized he couldn't hear her head shake. "O-okay!" she stammered a bit embarrassed at her unnecessary stutter. Tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear, her eyes shot up as the boy opened the door revealing himself. He was tall, much taller than her with out question. He was covered in pant and wearing what looked to be an apron. Smiling at his introduction she shoved her hand out a bit to eagerly, returning the hand shake. "Hello I'm Brooklyn, or Brooke whatever you prefer." she said with her trademark cheeky smile, "-and I'm moving in with you." she stated aloud trying to convince herself more than him most likely.
Science for Dummies {blakexlukas }
Blake sat in his room scrolling through the messages on his phone. Today was the day a girl from his class was supposed to come over for a tutoring session. Something he completely tried to avoid, but as always his parents made the final decision. He tried countless times to convince them otherwise, but like Blake they both were incredibly stubborn. When their minds were made there was a 0% chance of changing it. “Blake, she’s here.” Mrs. Lukas shouted from the bottom of the stairs. He groaned and placed his phone back down on the table. “Here we go.” He muttered, looking at himself in the mirror above the desk. Blake slowly made his way downstairs, trying to put this off as long as he could. Brooke and Blake didn’t necessarily know each other, I mean they have only talked once or twice here and there since middle school but that was mainly because they had completely different personalities and definitely different social classes. He finally reached the last few steps and as expected Brooke was standing along side his mother waiting for him.
Watching the door swing open she jumped a bit not expecting an abrupt and warm welcome. Smiling at the woman, whom she assumed was his mother, at the door she graciously accepted her offer to come in. Though inside she was screaming no. Looking up towards the stair case she watched Blake walk down the steps as the room filled with an almost awkward silence. "So where shall we study..?" she asked quietly, almost afraid to speak any louder.
“I get that they wanted to do it together and stuff, but why didn’t they do something less permanent like a piercing or something?” Does this even matter, Matt? “‘m Matthew, but y’can call me Matt if y’want.”
"Maybe they should have just done something permanent but not so impactful like say a tattoo?" Why am I still even talking about this? "It's a pleasure to formally meet you Matthew."
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Finally actually coherent and alive after knocking out for a couple hours, haha. My sleeping schedule is honestly horrid.. oh well, I'll sleep when I'm dead (; haha. So I have a ton of replied to do, and what not. Feel free to ignore my to-do list. Also message me if you're interested in plotting! Or just want to chit chat (: xoxo
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Make a dream plots/ideas page
Make Current plots and universe's page
drink large quantities of tea while doing all these things
Lets get down to business and do this shiz-niz!
Ways to Initiate an RP with me:
Come to my ask.
Get all loud and shit so I pay attention.
Tell me you want to RP and maybe we can plot.
Or.
Type up a starter.
Post it.
Tag me in it
Really
It’s that simple.
Why are you still just creeping on me from a distance?
COME TALK TO ME.