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[Scotty]

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Otoria beach, Hawaii.

The Hotel

Relax and enjoy our wonderful beach front, 24/7 room service, spas, massages, resturant, game rooms and so much more. The 7 story hotel is the perfect place to hold a confrence, have a relaxing holiday or just to excape everything. The hotel is beachfront, with ocean views, and is walking distance from the local shopping center, although far enough away to escape city noise and traffic.
Once you walk out of the double back doors, you are greeted with a heated pool and concrete courtyard sorrounded by spa pools. Past the pool you can walk down the stone steps onto the sandy beach.


The beach

Lifegaurds are stationed on the beach at all hours, if adults want to relax without worry, and just a few meters up the beach is a refreshing juicebar.

The Resturant and Bar

The returant has stunning views out into the water and is open from 5pm to 11pm. Come on down for a professional meal with the family, or even a romantic date with your special someone.
A bar is also stationed in the room across and is open from 2pm onward. feel free to wander down for a quiet drink, or to watch the live sports on the 52" TV

The Rooms

The rooms were designed by contemparary artist Dion Jouzea. They are wood panelled with underfoot heat, and each room has an onsuite complete with showers and toliets. The rooms range from single, to master, family to apprentice, and all are fitted with TVs small kitchen suites and tables.


There are also many other facilties in the hotel, including a flash confrence room, viewing room with every channel you can imagine, massage rooms, a games room, a computer suite, swimming pools and spas.

[Scotty]

Ĵɛƨƨιcα Claire Ғαяɛℓℓ

.: Ɯʜᴏ Aʀᴇ Ƴᴏᴜ?

Fᴜʟʟ Nᴀᴍᴇ ::
Jessica Claire Farell
Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ::
"Jess, Jessie..."
Aɢᴇ:
17
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ::
Female

.: Ɖιɢɢιиɢ A ˩ιттℓɛ Ɖɛɛρɛя

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ::
Jessica is quick thinking, strong willed, and very retorful. She can be witty, funny, friendly, and mean at times depending what mood you catch her in. She can also get defensive, but is usually crazy, up for anything and willing to try anything. She can be also very open and outspoken sometimes, with small shades of shyness.
Shes also an amazing artist, and loves doodle on any paper she can find.

Lɪᴋᴇs ::
Sport, reading, swimming, socialising, baking and cooking, music, movies, art and night time.
Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ::
War, spiders, clowns, needles and death

Ħιƨтσяʏ ::
Jessica grew up in a large white house in the properious part of town. Her parents have always been wealthy and spoilt her when she grew up, even if she didn't want half the stuff. She used to save all her spare money and donate it away, just bacuase her parents never made her buy anything herself, and she always felt guilty.
Jessica has been all over the world on bisuness ventures with her parents, and has never been allowed to stay home alone for more than a day.

WIP

.: Яᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴƨʜɪᴘƨ

Cʀᴜsʜ ::
"I haven't met the right person yet."
Gɪʀʟғʀɪᴇɴᴅ/Bᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ::
"I'm a little inexperienced in that catergory"
Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ::
"Bisexual"
Ғαмιℓʏ ::
Her father is very busy buniessmen who owns a widespread trading company, and her mother is a PA for a fashion designer, so they are both out of the house most of the time. They pay for all her bills and her credit cards, although she doesn't spend much.
Pets ::
Niera - Female
Jay - Male

.: A ˩ᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ Mɪʀʀᴏʀ

Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ::
Brown, with gold highlights.
Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ::
" Brown with gold flecks”
Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ ::
"Oh. Well, I haven't really ever bothered to measure myself. I'm just... tall?"
Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ ::
"Haha. I'm no disclosing that."

[imperfection;]

.:Emily Van Hertz:. .:17:. .:ѕтαяѕнιρѕ ❤:.


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Name:: My name is Emily Van Hertz, just so you know. Everyone calls me either Emmie or just Em. I obviously prefer Emmie, though. It sounds.. cute.
Gender:: I'm a girl, and nice try but you won't be getting any proof!
Body Modifications:: wip
Height:: I'm 5'9.. Which is pretty tall for a girl, right?
Weight:: I'm about 130 pounds. I'm trying to lose a bit though, a bit of my belly fat.

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History:: I was born in Berlin. Of course, my family wasn't rich at all so we had to settle living in a trailer in the outskirts. It sucked, of course. I was too young to remember anything, thank goodness. My dad would go work everyday and never spend time with me while my mom was a stay-at-home mother and spent too much time with me, Eventually, my family was sick of living in a trailer with barely any money so we moved to Canada. It was still expensive there, and I have no clue how we even made the trip there, mom never told me. Anyhow, when we moved to Canada dad got a job like, right away, and we moved into a small apartment. They finally found happiness. We were a happy family for once. But for some reason, as the months passed, my dad would get more and more controlling of my mom. He'd slap, kick, punch, push, anything to make her listen. He'd yell at her until he'd lose his voice. It was an abusive relationship. When I was two years old, my dad literally went insane; he bought a gun. Guess what happened? Or do you even wanna know? Well, anyways, he bought a gun and it was about eight 'o clock. I was ready to go to bed and it was a couple weeks before my birthday. Obviously, I wanted a goodnight kiss by dad and mom just like a normal kid. Well, I didn't. I heard screams, so as a little kid, I got curious. I think everyone would though. And yeah, when I walk into the kitchen, all I see is my dad pointing a gun at my mom's head, in a headlock position. She was crying and yelling, telling me to leave. My dad, his face expression; it scarred me for life. I don't even wanna go in details about it. He yelled, "Emmie, if you call the cops; I'll kill your mother, you, and me. Don't do it." Those last words, oh god. At that time I was Catholic; I was secretly saying a prayer in my mind. After about thirty seconds after he said those words, he said, "I'm sorry Emmie. I love you." Bam. Mom fell on the ground. Blood splattered everywhere.
I fell to the ground, crying. I couldn't look up at that demon that killed my mother. Then I heard another bam. I didn't understand. I looked up and saw my FATHER tumble to the ground, ontop mom's dead corpse. More blood splattered everywhere. That moment, I.. I don't wanna explain how I screamed after that. I stood up and sprinted to the phone. I called 911 as fast as I could. I sobbed, I cried..For weeks.. It seemed like it'd never end. Nothing helped. I had nightmares for weeks, months, even. A couple weeks after that I was adopted by this couple. I didn't like them right away. They already had a daughter, and she was the snobbiest little kid I ever met. They were millionaires because they won the lottery. And this meant that everyone thought I was a 'rich' kid and everyone was jealous of me, so I had no friends. I wasn't a rich kid though. No one should've been jealous of me. I was still scared at that moment. Scared of everything. Scared of death.
Years passed by, and everything got better and better until a couple years back. My 'parents' spent ALL their money. They went in debt and were forced to sell the house. So, we moved in a small apartment. Except this meant that I had to share a room with my sister.. Urgh. We had no choice, though. We were still spoiled but our 'parents' couldn't even AFFORD it. Such retards.. They went in big debt, in like, the millions. I had to develop a huge crush on my best friend at that time though; so one time she came over to my place. We decided to have a party that night. I was dating Devon at that time. I didn't think I was bisexual, leaning on girls though. I thought I was straight. That night.. We were a couple of friends playing 'Truth or Dare'. We decided to play Minutes in heaven.. But the whole night. You know, truth or dare gets boring easily. So, I got paired up with my best friend, of course. Had to happen; get paired with my crush. So, we went in the bedroom and..did it. The next morning we woke up and panicked, whatever. All that. We puked and stuff. We had such a huge hangover. Me and Devon then broke up once he knew I hooked up with my best friend.
My best friend had to move a week later. I completely lost it. I was hurt so bad; another thing close taken away. We usually text and stuff, and a couple of months ago my parents kicked me out when they found out I was bisexual, leaning towards girls. I moved in with her.. I admit sometimes we get a little..deep. But of course, what do you expect when two girls that aren't straight move in together? Now she has a girlfriend, though.. So I'm left out. I'm useless. I moved away after a couple months ago from loneliness. I moved into an apartment alone, got a good job, etc. I'm just an assistant, but it's still better than nothing. Plus now I'm here. In Hawaii. Pretty cool, huh?

Personality:: My mind can switch moods just like that; I can be cranky, the next minute happy. Blame my bipolarness. Is that even a word? Anyhow, I'm pretty shy, but people say I'm outgoing. I'm actually really not. I only will approach someone if I have TO, which even then I hesitate badly. Like, imagine in class, the teacher forgot to pass me a paper he passed everyone else, I'll ask someone else to ask him to give me one. Yeah, that bad. I'm just so awkward.. It doesn't help with my accent. I also love to argue, which makes me annoying most of the time. I'm really anti-social. I'd rather stay home and play video games with a friend or two than go to a restaurant with the same number of friends and talk. I rather find it quality over quantity for friends. I don't care about popularity. For some reason this made me popular at one point of my life.. I honestly don't care though. I'm a really hyper and crazy person once you're my friend and we know each other. I'll just randomly hug you and stuff.. Which also adds to me being annoying.
I'm really stubborn and cocky; I won't back down from a fight or challenge even if I know I won't win or I'll get hurt. It's just the way I am. No one can convince me when I set my mind to something. But, I do think before I act. Atleast I do that. I guess that makes me friendly, though I'm socially awkward and stuff. I'm like a mirror. If someone gives me respect, I'll give them respect back. It's just fair. I'm not judgmental at all. I don't judge anyone. I only judge them if they're asking for it; shove your butt in my face? Obviously.. Be a snobby little female dog? Obviously. I hate snobs.. But that's another story.
I'm a daredevil too; I love being a BK. And by the way, BK means Bad Kid. Just saying. But then, I gotta block my bad side until after work. It sucks.
Diseases:: I'm bipolar. I guess my past has lots to do with it. I hope I don't have anything else!
Hometown:: I was born in Berlin, Germany. I have a thick German accent whenever I talk English.
Birthday:: I was born April 12th. It just passed by!

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Orientation:: I'm bisexual but I lean onto girls. I mean, who can resist them? And if you ain't happy with that, you can just leave. I don't care.
Crush:: I ain't got any feelings on anyone right now, thank goodness.
Exes:: There was Devon, but then I realized my orientation at a party. I hooked up with a girl and Devon and I broke up the next morning. I honestly don't care about that idiot.
Status:: I'm single and ready to mingle!

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Hobbies:: I always draw and play video games. I love to draw fictional human or elf characters. And for video games, I love all of them. Except for the sport ones..
Likes:: I like cookies, lots of stuff. I like Skyrim, or all video games altogether.. I really lik Shaiya, I used to play it anyways.. I like RPG games on both internet and video game consoles. I love pokemon.. I like Anime and Manga! I usually watch Yuri too, only if it's romantic.. Don't tell anyone that. People think it's disturbing.
Obsession:: Skyrim. Oh, and Alaina Beaton. She's a hawty!
Dislikes:: I dislike perverts.. Bullies, snobs, lots of people. Players mostly too. I hate my job, but I gotta live with it.
Fears:: I'm terrified of spiders, bugs, butterflies, balloons, I'm claustrophobic and I'm scared of pools or lakes.. I'm a little scaredy cat.

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Pets:: I have a Corn snake named Scales. I love him.
Cellphone:: I have an iPhone 4s.
"My pokemon brings all the nerds to the yard, and they're like you wanna trade cards? Darn right, I wanna trade cards, I'll trade this but not my charizard."

[Scotty]

Ĵɛƨƨιcα Claire Ғαяɛℓℓ

The low drumming of the bar's music echoed around inside her mind as Jessica sipped her diet coke. Her parents had dragged her along to Hawaii for some business confrence, on she had a month to waste away in the sunshine. Although most teens would die for this opportunity, Jessica was honestly bored of the travelling. Her parents were always dragging her off to exotic places for their work, afarid to leave her home alone.
She played with her straw idely and sighed. The sun was shining brightly outside the fancy hotel but the thought of lying on the beach aimlessly was as unappealing as all the people around her.
She wished she was back home, where she could sit in peace in her gloriously kept backyard with her sketchbook and draw, without the hassle of prying eyes. Or where she could play around with Jay until they were both panting and dying for a drink. Or just a place where she could curl up with a book and read, while Niera purred softly on her belly.
But those fantasies were unreachable. It was her first day at the hotel, and she was already bored and sick of the heat.

[imperfection;]

↳ .:ємιℓу ∂ιαиα ναи нєятz:. ↵

Emily looked up at the sky in amazement. It was her dream, to travel outside of that cursed office. It had came true. Finally, no more disgusting office-smelling rooms, no more work. She could sit back and relax for a couple of weeks, absolutely care-free. No one can boss her around. Emily just didn't care. About anything, really. It was like visiting heaven; she absolutely loved the warmth. Emily just knew this was probably only gonna happen once; that she was gonna go on a trip like this. So, she should make it count. She didn't even know why her boss made her come here in the first place. He even paid for her flight. How generous is that? Maybe she'll make it up to him after the trip by working extra hard. After all, it wouldn't be all bosses that'd be that kind to their assistants. And who knows, maybe she'd meet her new prince charming or princess charming on this trip? That'd make it even better, and top it off. What would her dream girl look like? Brown hair, maybe tan.. Doesn't matter for the eye color. Maybe the same age? It wasn't likely she was gonna meet a girl with that description here, but she still had hope.
Her mind drifted off to other thoughts. How would she probably meet this girl anyways? Maybe by the beach.. How romantic. A couple of drinks, get a buzz, then... She shook her head at the thought. Ew, no. As if Emily wold go that far. She wasn't a sl*t, and hopefully never will.

[Scotty]

Ĵɛƨƨιcα Claire Ғαяɛℓℓ

Jessica's mind started to wander off dazily and she found herself overcome by artistic muse.
"Hey, hotstuff," She called down to the bartender. He turned around and eyed her pointedly. Jessica smiled brightly. She didn't even fancy the guy, she had just wanted his attention. He had soft brown hair and hazel eyes, and she could see through his black t-shirt that he was ripped, but she still felt no prickle of intrest.
"Can I have some paper and a pen?" She asked, nodding to a stack of post-its behind him. His face fell when he realised she didn't want anything other than that from him, so he just gave her the paper and pen and walked off. She stuck her tongue out childishly as he left.
She glanced down at the post-it and started sketching, her mind and hand in auto pilot. The curves and lines came automatically, and she didn't have to think. It was one of the reasons she loved drawing, it was the one of the only times she could escape her jumbled head.
The picture truned out to be a reasonably attractive girl lying on the beach. She cursed quietly and screwed up the drawing. She had been drawing pointedly to get away from that fantasy. The fantasy of meeting someone, anyone, here in beautiful Hawaii.

[imperfection;]

↳ .:ємιℓу ∂ιαиα ναи нєятz:. ↵

Emily hopped out of the car. She opened her purse wide open from her view and rummaged through it on the bench beside her, looking for her sunglasses. She found them and put them on. Emily then looked around herself and nodded in approval. This was gonna be a hella of an adventure and she knew it.

She then debated; bar or beach? She'd have plenty of time to spend at the beach, but.. She wanted to spend some there now. She just shrugged and walked over to the bar. She sat down at a stool and stared at her hands. Emily studied everyone from head to toe in the room, seeing if any were of her interest. Only a couple of them looked okay, but none that took her breath away. Not the 'puppy love' or 'love at first sight' feeling. She sighed. Would she ever find her dream girl or boy? She hadn't even fallen in love with Devon. Now that she thought of him, it made her feel nauseous. He wasn't even hot, sexy or beautiful. He was ugly, inside and out. All he ever wanted to do was get into her pants, and he never even got into them. Emily continued looking at the people, them having their fun, and felt slightly jealous.

[Scotty]

Ĵɛƨƨιcα Claire Ғαяɛℓℓ

Jessica looked up as a girl walked into the room. She was tall, and looked around her age. Jessica was about to turn away in disintrest when she saw the girl's face clearly. She was beautiful. Her hair was long and prefect, and her eyes were with an expression Jessica couldn't place.
Jessica felt a feeling she hadn't been expecting, hope.
But then ugly thoughts swirled through her mind. The girl was amazing, she probably already had a boyfriend. Keyword, boy.
She sighed and turned away, letting her hair tumble over her shoulders as she leant foward and started to darken some of the lines on her sketch. She felt lonelier than ever.

[imperfection;]

↳ .:ємιℓу ∂ιαиα ναи нєятz:. ↵

Emily looked over at a girl across the bar, she looked sad. She shrugged. It wouldn't hurt to try, right? She stood up and stretched. She then walked over to the girl and sat down on the stool beside her. "Hi," She waved shyly. Oh god, this is so cheesy.. What am I supposed to say now? She looked around for a moment, thinking about anything to talk about. "Um, I'm Emily. Call me Emmie. Nice to meet you..?" She slowly held out her hand towards the girl. Was she being too friendly? Was she creeping the girl out? She didn't wanna invade the girl's personal space, but she hated it when people looked lonely. She thought about asking the girl to dance, but she didn't even know her, that'd be weird.

[Scotty]

Ĵɛƨƨιcα Claire Ғαяɛℓℓ


Jessica looked up, and her heart started beating really fast. Play it cool Jess, She scolded herself.
"Hey, I'm Jessica, Jess, Jessie... Pick a variation of your choice," She said, and put on her most charming smile. Flirting couldn't hurt, right?