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Jul 22, 2014 09:43AM
Hey! So you want me to be the guy right
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Name: Aleera KosvoAge: 19
Gender: Female
DOB: July 16th 1995
Appearance-
http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photo...
http://www.releasedonkey.com/big/MV5B...
http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5p2f2...
Style-
http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236...
http://24.media.tumblr.com/82d03cd18a...
Studies-
-English Lit
-Psychology
-Sociology
-Music
Personality-
-Outspoken
-Determined
-Brave
-Sticks to herself
-Sarcastic
-Witty
-Dark Humoured
-Full of emotion
History;
TBA
Other;
-Has a few tattoos
-Works at a Library
(Just posting this to remind myself)I've been wanting to do a realistic, college, romance between a boy and a girl.
Idea:
The girl has always been quite clever, she's always been someone to put her school life before her social life. She's new in college and she meets this boy who's in her English lit class.
The boys always been a player, a Casanova and a party boy, he's cocky, arrogant and thinks highly of himself. She's heard of him already.
At first they don't get along, they bicker and pick on each other. But they get assigned a project together over the course of spring break, some students stay on camp and some students go home.
They get to know each other and they get to know each other's deepest and darkest secrets.
Requirements-
-I am the girl.
-Detail, at least a paragraph. I want to know what the character is thinking, feeling, wearing and the surroundings. I want pure emotion.
-Be active. I don't want to constantly remind you to respond to our role play.
-Remember, the boys character is supposed to be cocky, arrogant and egotistical, but is also supposed to have a more loving side.
-I want this to be comedic too, lighthearted and soft at times.
Name: Tritan StewardsAge: 19
Appearance: Tall, very goodlooking http://giphy.com/search/francisco-lac...
Personality: To be roleplayed
Quirks: Mutters to himself when he thinks no one's looking; ears turn purple when he is anxious; dresses like a hipster, but doesn't act like one
History: His family is poor, and he attends college on full scholarship. He has a complicated relationship with his parents. He is basically neglected, and worries constantly about his little sister Amy and how she is faring at home with his absentminded parents.
At school, his only method for silent rebellion against parents who could care less is that he pretends to be a failure. He pretends to be stupid--when he is actually a borderline genius, especially in English lit--and he pretends to have no care in the world except hook up with girls.
I don't mind, I'll have it up in a minute
((I was thinking that maybe your character could be a year older, so he's already at the college and has been there for a year. My character can just take an advanced class, which is your characters class)) Aleera took out her suitcase from the back of her parents car and looked around at the beginners of college. They were all excited, grinning and hurrying to get away from their parents and live the college life.
But Aleera was feeling quite the opposite of the other teenagers, she was going to miss her parents and the routine in her life.
"Aleera".
She looked around to see her mother and father looking at her with smiles, knowing what she was thinking and feeling. "You'll be okay", her mother said softly, moving a piece of her black hair from her face. They had said their goodbyes and hugged and kissed and arranged that Aleera would call immediately when she settled in.
"Here we go, Aleera", she sighed to herself, trying to not worry as much as she should.
She started making her way, though the college was filled with new comers. It would be hard making friends here, because it looked like most people already had their cliques.
((Ok. Also I don't know how college works so I'm basically winging it))"Tritan," breathed the blonde girl draped around his shoulders. She obviously thought her nasally, strident voice was supposed to sound sexy, but it was just annoying as hell. Her eyes were lined with black eyeliner that made her look something like a crying Catwoman, and her outfit was so small that it was a wonder that she could fit in it at all.
What was her name again? Lolita, Lola, or something. Her face was buried in his neck and her hands were running down his shirt. They had only met thirty minutes ago, and this was an all-time record--it usually took about an hour to get girls to start fawning over him like this. This Lola girl was just too easy.
Tritan looked lazily around the courtyard of the college campus, where his soon-to-be classmates were milling about awkwardly before sophomore orientation. He wanted to scoff at how ridiculous they all were, with their carefully-prepared luggages filled with useless trinkets that their parents had probably stuffed into their bags, their "goodbyes" to their bouncy siblings and teary-eyed parents. Tritan had come to the college with a single duffel bag and his wheezy, dilapidated car. His parents couldn't be bothered sending their eldest son to college, of course; they were probably too busy drinking beer or kissing each other or something, and they probably didn't even know that he had left the house.
Tritan flashed his signature crooked smile at the girls who passed by, but his smirks were mechanical and didn't possess any real charm. The girls didn't seem to mind, though. Most flirted right back, and even the ones with boyfriends looked at Tritan with interest. No doubt they had heard about him and his respectable reputation at the college.
((Don't worry, I have no clue either)) Aleera scoffed as she looked at the map of the college, she was completely confused at how she was supposed to find one small dorm room when there was so much god damn space!
She looked around again and most newbies weren't moving towards dorm rooms, or even moving! So she couldn't really follow anyone to wherever.
She was stuck there, like an idiot, with a big ass suitcase that looked like it could carry the amount of clothes in Paris Hiltons house. She was wearing black, shredded shorts, a white tank top that was tucked into her high waisted shorts and some knee high black socks with some sneakers. She looked like a total outcast in this place. She was definitely not making any friends any time soon. So she decided to embarrass herself even more.
Aleera walked up to someone random, not even knowing who she was truly walking up to because she was too busy looking at the map.
"Excuse me", she said," Can you direct me as to where the B dorm rooms are?".
She finally looked up to see a guy, a very hipster guy that had a chick at his arms, she looked really...distressed?
((Haha I'm glad you caught the hipster part!Also can you draft a quick background for your character? Just so I know more about her... like if she used to be popular, if she's rich, that sort of thing))
If the girl hadn't been looking at him, Tritan would have completely missed the fact that she was speaking to him. Her voice was hidden underneath the expansive college campus map, which she had spread over her face as if she was cramming for a test or something. She was tall and slender, just the way he liked his girls, but she stood with a sort of arrogance and grace that made her look... different. Almost as if she was on a pedestal with her head looking down on her classmates' sorry faces.
But, she was a girl--and a mighty good-looking one at that--so Tritan's mechanical smile automatically rose to his lips.
"Hey beautiful," he said. "Talking to me?"
((Yeah sure, I'll have that up soon. I'm just on the app now)) Aleera's eyebrows immediately rose as the guy practically flirted with her in front of his...girlfriend? Aleera had a feeling that this girl was just not his girlfriend, maybe something on the side. She just knew that this guy was way too much of a player to have a girlfriend.
"Yeah...I'm talking to you", she said, looking at him with slight confusion and amusement. She had never really dealt with people like this guy, but she knew this would be weird.
She wafted the campus map slightly and asked more demandingly," B Dorm please".
She looked once more at the girl at his side, who was practically shooting Aleera daggers because he had called her beautiful, like she had done something wrong.
