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Uh... Depends what genre you are into?
Anything, but I prefer to keep it realistic. You?
I don't mind much... there's a few things I don't like but nothing in particular so... it is really up to you :)
Okay SOOOOOOWe could do something like:
Boarding school for troubled teens (Like drugs and stuff)
Arranged marriages
Stranded
Kidnapped
forbidden
incest
best friends
we can do something paranormal if you want.
M/S
errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrm thats all I got xD
The Boarding school or arranged marriage sounds fun :D
I was thinking the same xD Which one you wanna go with?
UUUUUUUUMMMMMM...... Maybe the boarding school?
Great! :D Mind if I'm the girl?
Sorry but if I cut out I will be on again tomorrow :)
Thats okay (:
Yeah ok :) I'll play the boy.
Great! Thanks :D You make your charrie first?
Gotta go! byezzz
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Name: Aria HastingsAge: 17
Gender: Female
D.O.B 9th of November
Orientation Straight
Appearance: Aria is such a beautiful looking girl it’s a real shame that she turned out the way she did. With her crystal blue orbs that twinkle in any light and her luscious blonde hair that cascades just past her shoulders in loose waves she really is a gorgeous girl. Her body is thin, but she isn’t weak, and she’s pretty tall but an average height for her age. She often has dark circles under her eyes when she’s high, but let’s face it, there’s hardly a day that goes past where she is actually sober
Personality: A sweet young girl, to intelligent for her age, to smart for her own good, always something sophisticated coming out of her mouth. Always smiling, mucking around with friends but taking her studies and classes seriously. Constantly studying in her spare time when she needed to, even sometimes when she didn’t but did it just because she wanted to make her parents and herself proud, a beautiful girl who wasn’t judgemental, could tell the difference between right and wrong and knew the right crowd to hang out with. Pfft, Aria is nothing like that, well, not anymore. Once upon a time when you thought of that description, no one other then Aria Hasting’s came to mind, but not anymore. She’s like a completely different person now. Her attitude is no longer a good one, talking back and being a bitch to everyone. Rather than breaking up the fights and making sure both victim and attacker are okay, she’s always the attacker and causing them, kicking the victim’s ass without shame and not even caring. A crowd is always drawn to her and she is no longer popular for all the right reasons. Her idea of right and wrong was weighing the consequences, and now she just goes for wrong, telling herself that if she feels it’s the right thing to her, its right all the time, but its usually illegal and we all know that that is NOT right.
Intelligence is not a word that comes to mind when her name is mentioned, more like daredevil, crazy, reckless, stupid and rebellious, and that’s what she is. Making her parents feel the shame of not raising her right by her actions. Well, part of her is glad she can make her parents feel that way, because they all knew that she wasn’t their daughter and she just wanted to stop pretending. Part of her sometimes wonders what she’d be like and how she’d turn out if what happened to her didn’t happen to her, but it did and this is the way she is. A drug addict and an alcoholic. And she doesn’t have a single problem with that. Other neighbours who had to suffer from her reckless parties though would strongly disagree and are glad that she was put into a school where she could be brought back into a normal stage, back to the way she was. But there is one thing Aria Hasting’s lives by. ”I may not have been a bitch then, but I’m a bitch now and I’ll forever and always remain a bitch. I change myself for no one and I’m proud of who I am now, so if you don’t like it, fuck off that there alone can clearly describe her. She is no longer innocent.
History: So by now one would be wondering how someone as good as Aria could become the way she is now. What happened to her? Well most people get into the stage of depression and commit suicide when something like this happens to them, but she took it to a completely different level and changed her depression into her lifestyle. A lifestyle of drugs and alcohol to escape the pain she went through and soon got so addicted to the escape and the freedom of problems, she became hooked and couldn’t stop.
When Aria was little, her mother and father were probably the best parents a little girl could ask for, and of course most people say this, but they really were. Her mother was a nurse and her father a lawyer, but the one thing they swore was to only work reasonable hours, not the weekends unless there was an emergency that her mom Emily had to attend to, or the same for Josh, but he would only ever Skype, never go into work on a weekend. Her mother worked the morning and afternoon shift so she could pick her up, and her dad worked until 6 so he was home for tea. Such a good home she lived in, always felt loved, always had help with her homework when she asked, and always had that bit of freedom where she could go somewhere with her friends if her parents knew them well enough.
However, she wouldn’t turn out how she did if this was all peaches and cream. This life of depression all began when her father cheated on her mother and Aria had seen. She didn’t know what to do, she was only 9 years old, she didn’t know any better, so when she saw her mother she just said, “Mom, why was dad kissing someone that wasn’t you?” And he was caught out having sex with her. An enraged Emily couldn’t take it, and after fighting with Josh, hitting him and getting hit herself, she ran out of the house in tears, got in the car and speeded off, leaving her nine year old daughter with the anger of her father. Josh didn’t care saying the slut would be back, and when he heard a knock on the door later that night, he knew he was right. But she didn’t come home. And she was never coming back. A police offer informed them that Emily had been in a tragic accident in her car. A car crash, and when the engine set on fire, it ended in a explosion, taking her life immediately. She didn’t have a chance. Aria hardly spoke to her father, and Josh did the same. He brought in random girls every night to have sex with, then moved onto the next. It was hard, seeing her dad do that to girls who he didn’t even know. But what was even harder, was when he turned on his daughter. He raped her, hit her, and abused her in any other possible way he could. She was only 14 when this happened and was scared she might have been pregnant when she was late. And she was. Carrying your own father’s baby isn’t what someone needed, so when she had an abortion, got raped again, and even burnt with a lighter she couldn’t take it and her only escape was suicide. She went to the shops to get a knife and some matches but when exiting the centre, she had seen a group of teens like herself, smoking, on other drugs and drinking, They made it seem to great when they interacted with her, and she became and addict herself soon after. Her father hardly ever saw her and got married to another woman, and Aria never said anything to anyone. When Tammy, the new wife, hated how Aria acted around her, she put it to Josh that he send her to a boarding school for troubled teens, and since he hardly saw her as his daughter, he had no problem with it and got rid of her without another thought. The only reasons she didn’t want to go was because she didn’t want to be straightened out for the simple fact she knew she’d go insane and kill herself if she did. This was the only way she didn’t feel the pain, but Josh sent her away anyway and she hadn’t heard from him or Tammy since.
Other: Aria has a large scar down her back from when her dad dragged a lighter down her back very slowly, and also a very big and obvious drug and alcohol problem. She doesn't want to do anything with her life, and she doesn’t even want to finish school. Aria hates the school, always being told how dangerous this shit is, and yet they seem to think taking her own life isn’t. She hasn’t told anyone about the abuse or rape, and no one has seen her burn scar, or the 23 other ones on her arms and legs and that’s how she plans to keep it. She doesn't have a problem telling people about her addictions, but talking about her mother, Tammy or her father is the ONE thing she WILL NOT do. she knows it will end in tears and this time rather than the other person being hurt, it will be her.
There we go (: Hope you like her! :D
Name: Oliver NetherAge: 17
Birthday: 1st of January
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
Personality:
When you first meet Oli he comes across a cold and heartless, and yes so far this sounds like a typical Bad boy charater and that's pretty much how everyone thinks of him too but there's a bit more to him than that. If someone has the guts to stick around Oli for a while then he might accidently let his real self slip, he is a trouble maker on the inside and out though so do say you weren't warned. Whenever Oliver feels threatened or as if he is the underdog of the situation he will make people know that they still shouldn't mess with him, it sounds really ridiculous but it seems that a lot of people are scared of him. Oliver is a loner and if someone wants to be his 'friend' then they really shouldn't try hard to impress him or annoy him with pointless attemps at 'kindness.'
If you've earned Oli's respect somehow, you are very lucky and once he respects you then he will trust somewhat easily but he still tends to stay slightly on guard around pretty much anyone. Oliver generally will not speak unless spoken to and sometimes even then will just ignore the person and walk away if he thinks that associating with that person would just be a waste of breath. He will often lose his temper and when he does his first reaction is to hit something, anything from a person to a punching bag or even just a wall, one thing he would never do though is hit a woman.
After all that this part will sound very ridiculous but he actually loves children, lucky for him there are none at the school or his bad ass reputation would not exist. When Oli is around children it is like there is a whole new persona taking over him, instead of being harsh and unforgiving he is actually very patient and persistent. Yes, he is a whole new person around kids and occasionally people he trusts but rarely the second one... Kids are fine with him, in fact most of them love him, it's like they sense that they will have fun with him.
Oliver has an accent because he grew up in London with his mother until he was twelve, after he moved to Australia to live with his father everything pretty much went downhill from there. When it comes to religion, Oliver is an atheist of sorts, he believes in a higher power and something after death but he just refuses to believe in a god. He doesn't understand why, if god was real, he would let so much sh*t happen to good people! That's just his opinion though and he doesn't really care if people disagree.
History: Blank. ((He refused to fill it out when he was registered to the camp, his Dad could only say he is a trouble maker and that his mother died when he was twelve))
Reason for being sent to school: He got into some trouble back home and was either going to be sent here or to jail... He said jail would be better but apparently they thought he was kidding because now he's the new kid at school.
Other: He is very artistic and loves drawing and music, he plays the guitar and sings.
A few of his drawings:
That is his mother.
Eeeep I love him so far! cant wait to see him when he's done :D
I LOVE HIM! :D CAN WE START!? YOU WANNA START US OFF!?
Sure thing, but how long did you want the posts, minimum?
Minimum 7 lines?
Ok then, but when you post it usually loses a line or two, can we make it minimum 7 where you type? If you get what I mean.
Yeah thats what I was thinking (: So we type 7 lines then post? Sounds good (:
Great :Dthanks!
Oliver sat in the back of the police car with his feet across the seats, "Listen Carol, taking me here isn't doing anything so you might as well turn around and just take me home" He said tonelessly to the officer that was driving, he knew them all by name now because of all the time he spent in trouble with them. Carol ignored him and her partner, Jakob, got out and grabbed Oli by the collar, "Get your hands off me" he said in his husky voice as he pushed the officer away and walked inside.
The coolness of the red bricks in the courtyard, the heat of the sun on her back, the taste of the zambuca coating her mouth and tongue and the fuzzy, flowing surroundings from the cocaine just made Aria's day even better. This was the life. of course she would never admit why she became like this, she still remembers the day she was raped by her own father, whether she was on drugs or not. That one thing was something she just couldnt forget. As a teacher made his way past on high alert of the girls actions, she quickly jumped off and headed inside, stumbling as she walked and failing to remain balanced, but drugs and alcohol did that to you, made you all dazed and clumsy and it was why she loved it.
Oliver knew he was supposed to go to the office first but he truly could not care less about what the cops wanted him to do. He walked past a groups of giggling girls and rolled his eyes, 'pathetic' he thought to himself. Oliver radiated with trouble and apparently a lot of girls found bad boys attractive because they wanted to 'change them' or some shit, good luck girlies. He saw Officer Jakob coming up the hallway with an angry expression, he grabbed Oliver and pushed him towards the office but Oli turned around hit his hands away and continued on his way, ignoring Jakobs shouts.
As it turns out, Aria was a giggling girl, but she wasnt part of that group who seemed to be fan girling over the new guy,. She was way to high to even know how many feet she had let alone who was new or not. One thing that seemed to piss her off about some girls was that they loved being the ones to change a bad boy. The girls here were just like her, and Aria sure as hell didnt want to change, so why would she want to change someone else? As she stumbled a little more, she found herself bumping into Oliver, trying to keep herself standing, "Oh, hey," she giggled, the whole room spinning. "Sorry, didnt see ya there."
Oliver sighed and noticed the hallway had pretty much cleared. He was about to push the person that bumped into him but then he noticed that she seemed to be drunk or high, probably both, and he just shrugged and lead her over to a wall so she didn't fall over. Oli wasn't a hero type so after that he just walked of, looking for his room.
Aria ran her fingertips through her hair with a another giggle as she leaned against the wall, "Sorry again!" She called out, still giggling like a hyena. she couldnt help it, it was just one of the affects. Speaking of which, she slowly sunk down to the floor, feeling a wave of nausea hitting her, and she knew she was going to be sick. Aria moaned softly. This was the only part she hated of this, well, beside the part where the drugs and alcohol wore off and she was sober. In that instant, she felt another wave of sickness, moaning again as she leaned over slightly.
Oliver chuckled a little, he found this girl amusing for some bizarre reason. When he heard her start groaning he knew that her hangover had arrived and a small part of him felt bad for her, he quickly shook it away though. He wouldn't allow himself to feel any sympathy for anyone he didn't know wouldn't use it against him, he walked away at a casual pace and soon came to his room. Inside was neat and orderly but that sure as hell wont last long now, he noticed another bed in the corner and hoped he didn't have a room-mate. For the first time he hoped there was a rule here, a rule against a guy and a girl sharing a room.((Is there?))
((I dont think there should be. I thing that Oli and Aria should share?))Aria sighed softly, feeling like her head was going to combust. Ugh, one day she'd do this and wouldnt have this affect. Maybe it was like a sign of something. She mentally growled at herself for thinking like that. Its what the stupid counselors thought. As if they'd know anything. The only side of her people saw here was the drunk and high out of control teen. They didnt see the broken, hurt and haunted girl she kept hidden for obvious reasons. Slowly, the girl managed to drag herself to the closest bathroom, hovering over the toilet bowl and throwing up. She coughed, gagging at the taste in her mouth. Ew. But it was worth it. When she was sure she wouldnt throw up anymore, she washed her face before slowly making her wya to her room, staying close to the wall so she didnt fall.
((great :D))
Oliver was sitting on his bed reading a book, he doesn't seem like the bookworm type but it's actually one of his favourite past times. After he thought he had read a substantial amount he pulled out his sketch book and turned to a new page, with a few swift hand movements he drew his base lines. Oli was so relieved that the door hadn't opened yet, he was honestly beggining to believe he was lucky enoughto have his own dorm.
Aria made her way down the hallway, her head pounding. Advil. Thats what I need. she thought as she turned the knob on the door. These hangovers were getting worse and worse with the more she took. She was told by her friends when she first started they'd get easier. Aria felt her eyes watering slightly as she pushed open the door, no noticing Oliver as she wasnt facing him. She slammed the door, walked over to her desk and grabbed the key to open the draw with all her drugs. She pushed through the small pockets, finding advil. "Shit." She muttered. Only one. SHe alwyas took two for her hangovers. The girl grabbed her glass of water, swallowed the advil then covered her face with her hands, still oblivious to the other presence in the room.
Oliver sighed when he heard the door open, he couldn't really explain what he felt when the girl from earlier walked in. He slowly put his sketch pad away, the girl hadn't even noticed him yet and he was kind of glad. There was no chance of him striking up a conversation so he just picked up his book and continued reading, this may be considered rude but he really didn't care. Oli was definately far from your average stereotypical british boy.
Aria took a deep breath as she ran her fingertips through her hair, constantly ruffling it which is what she did when she was either upset, nervous, or scared. She bit her lip as she heard some movement from behind her and she quickly spun around, seeing a guy on the opposite side of the room to her, "Sorry, I didnt see you there," She mumbled, "Are you Ol.....Oliver?" She asked, her voice slightly lower then what it usually was. This headache wasnt getting any better and she only wanted to sleep. But sleep lead to dreams, and there was only one dream she had. Over and over again. She was kinda pissed off that she had a roommate. She always woke up crying, and it would not be a good look for her now.((Do you mind cussing??))
((Nope... I'm Australian, so that really should explain it all xD ))"Erm yes" Oliver answered in his thick british accent, he honestly had no idea how she knew. Then again the head master probably told her and would have to him about his roommate had he bothered to show up to meet him like he was told. Whoever she was she clearly wasn't happy about having a roommate either, she also clearly had a terrible hangover.
((haha okay! xD))Aria nodded, "Mmkay, well, I'm Aria." She mumbled with a shrug before turning back aorund. He wasnt happy to have her as a roommate just as much as she wasnt happy to have him, so... they could just ignore each other, right? She sighed softly, checking the time. They'd be called to the hall for dinner soon, but she never went and no one really noticed. She was either high off her face, or just not hungry. At this time in the day, it was usually the second option. Aria grabbed a tissue, wiped her eyes gently before throwing it in the bin and laying down on her bed, closing her eyes in hope relaxing would make the pounding stop.
Oliver just nodded at the girl and went back to reading. He looked around and grabbed his iPod, he put his headphones and almost smiled when he heard 'Shadow moses' by Bring me the horizon start to play, Oli took out his sketch pad and continued to sketch the drawing he had began earlier. One thing Oliver was happy about was that his new roommate didn't seem to be all rainbows and sunshine or want him to be social, he was so relieved in THAT side of things. If Aria was like that then this place would be even more of a hell.
Aria looked over at him and notice his smile. Well, at least he seemed happy about something. She also noticed his sketch pad and couldnt help but wonder what it was he was drawing. But that didnt mean she was going to ask. She rolled back over and took a deep breath. her headache was starting to subside and she was kinda glad that Oliver was her roommate. he didnt ask her questions about why she was here, he didnt seem to care about her drugs, and he wasnt one of those guys who act like... Well... Like rapists... Like her dad. Ugh. She shook her head and let her eyes flutter shut again, nothing but the faint music from his ipod and the bell for dinner was heard in the room.
Oli heard the dinner bell and decided he'd probably get hungry later so he'd just go down and get something then. Still he stood up and grabbed his black Anthem hoodie and walked out, his sketch pad left on the edge of his bed. On his way out he bumped into some guy, instead of speaking he just pushed the guy roughly into the wall and kept walking. Oliver made his way out of the building, the doors were locked so he ended up jumping out of a window, when he got outside he looked up to the window where his room was wonder what Aria was doing for some reason.
Aria looked over at Oliver as she heard his movements, her eyes following him as he exited the room. Now that she actually had some time alone, she could take off her makeup that she dumped all around her eyes to cover the black eye she got when she was in a massive fight two days ago. She sat down at her desk, pulling out some wipes and gently rubbing the makeup away from under her eye, her eye lashes and eye lid, being very gentle and careful as she saw the bruise being revealed. No questions were asked if she covered it with makeup, she just looked like a whore with serious control problems. Which she had. For sure. Aria couldnt help but wonder about Oliver and after laying herself back down on her bed, she found herself constantly looking at the sketch pad he left on his bed. No, dont look at it.
Oli spotted the cop car and smirked to himself, he knew that right now he had about half an hour to do his work and be back in his room. He pulled out the tape he had in his pockets and started roughly taping over the windows of the police car. After about ten minutes he had all the windows on the car taped up, he then grabbed his hot pink spray paint and got work on the wheels which didn't take long at all. As a final touch he added a thick hot pick stripe all the way from the boot to the bonet, Oliver stepped back to examine his work "And that's what you get for sending me to some shitty school instead of leaving me alone" he said to himself.
Aria got off the bed, walking over to his to pick up the sketch pad when movements outside caught her eye. She shifted over to the window, lifting it up and sitting down on the sill, watching the figure closely, "The little bitch got out," She muttered. He wouldnt have gone through the front door, there locked, so he definitely went through a window. But how did he manage it? she was always caught. probably cause she was always off her face when she tried to get out. She hated it here, and gathering by his actions, he hated it to. Her eyes trailed over the cop car he had just spray painted.
Oliver looked around, he probably had about five minutes before they were done and came out to see the cars new paintjob. His eyes went to another window, closer then the one he came out of, on the second floor and Oli was sure he could get up there easily enough. Holding onto the water pipe that went all the way up the side of the school, Oli managed to swing himself onto the ledge outside the window and then jump through it into the room on the other side. Now he was in he casually made his way back to his dorm, when he walked inside the first thing he did was remove the sheet from the corner of his bed and cut a hole in it, he then put the tape and spray can in the matress and then folded the sheet back over. Finally he looked at Aria with a nod of acknowledgement, a part of him hoped she wouldn't rat him out and the other part of him couldn't care less, he didn't even notice his sketch book in her hand at first.
Aria just watched him from the window, making sure she wouldnt fall out and land in uncomfortable places like she had done before. once she even recalled breaking her arm from falling out but now they had trees and shit which made it easier to grab onto and not die. She sighed softly, staying on the sill when she saw him climb through a window. The reaction would be great to watch. As the squeak of the door opening occurred, Aria snapped her head towards it, offering the same gesture as he did. At least he nodded. It was better then him asking question after question. She got the feeling he felt the same way. Noticing the time, Aria pushed herself off the window but left it open a little before lowering herself into bed.
So, ideas?