{{Olympic Games RP - Semi-lit - Accepting, needs members!}}

[Rayen]

((Ah, sorry! Edited my post. ^-^;))

[paula polestar]

Magdalene hurried up to the girl's room, not caring to talk to any of the other girls along the way. This game wasn't about making friends, it was about showing others what their country could do. All Canada was known for was their hockey, and she wanted to make it something more. As much as she hated to draw attention to herself, this was the one place where she wanted a spotlight of her own, and hopefully a gold medal to go with it.
Stopping outside the door to room 305, Magma came to a sudden realization: she didn't have a key. Now she'd have to wait for another girl to get up here and unlock the door for her. Oh great, now she'd actually have to talk to someone. She knew it'd have to happen sooner or later, but she hoped she'd at least get to unpack before it happened, or maybe even get some sleep, if that was possible. Opening her blue briefcase, she busied herself in continueing her game or Pokemon Fire Red. She was almost up to the eighth gym leader at this point. Her Charizard was just itching to get out of its Pokeball, or at least she imagined it was.

[summer monday]

{emily | fitzgerald}
{america | seventeen | aquatics}

Emily looked curiously at Julio as he moved his hand away, trying to wonder what had crossed his mind. Despite that, she couldn't imagine him having any foul intentions. She was a sweet girl, and her ground zero was that everyone was just as nice as her. She didn't defy this rule unless they showed her true malice. Even then, though, no grudges would be held. She thought it was a nice thing to do - and it was. But it also led her to be lied to and betrayed. She pushed things aside with her ever bright attitude, though, and did her best to simply live. "So, when's your game at?" she asked, changing the subject from silence to sports.
At least it was something they could both relate to. "I actually should check my schedule, porque no tengo any idea."
She grimaced, knowing the split-language sentence was almost definitely wrong, but, just as Julio, she had tried.

[^^;]

[belle.]

Amelia's steps were slow as she walked towards the Hotel, the automatic door seemed to hesitate
before it opened for her. Pulling her suitcase behind her with one hand and holding her handbag in
the other, Amelia seemed to struggle her way into the building and up to the reception desk. The
Lady at the desk seemed to smile, as if she was waiting for Amelia's instruction. "Oh, Um." Amelia
began, "I'm with the British Olympic team, Which room would I be in...?" The girl finished her sentence
with a light sigh, rearranging the things she carried to better suit her position. The Lady at the desk
rustled around for a moment or two before handing Amelia a Key Card, presumably for the door.
"Thank you." Amelia murmured, before turning on her heels and walking towards one of the elevators.
Amelia pressed her finger against the button, and let out a sigh as she waited for the elevator
to reach her level.

[paula polestar]

- You guys alive out there? If so, Id suggest that you take the time to keep this roleplay alive. Pleasethankskaybye.