ღ Ƨιʓɛ 0 ღ Modeling RP ღ Open/Form Up!!

[miya.]

K-pop<3 - I shall call you Poppy and you shall be mine :3

(Uh... O.o I'm all ready taken XD XD XD And please call me Vlad, Alex, Kim, or Jared.)

(I don't know how to start sorry)

[Arubi]

((Hey! :3 I'll make my Charries soon!))

[thebluberry.]

(Ok and ok haha, then I shall call you Vlad :3)

[Chica-B]

(AB it shall be.)

Martha: "Look I'll be over in a minute. it's to early to be up though..."

Dylan: *he started getting ready for the day*

[thebluberry.]

|_______{Riley Kyles Jackson}_______|
I lay in bed and decide wether or not I want to get up yet. I soon realize I need to get to work soon, so I roll out of bed and pick out some clothes. I end up in a gray v-neck and some jeans. I go out and grab a Coke, and down it on my way out the door. I grab my keys off the rack and head out to my car.

|_______{Collins Ashely Jones}_______|
I laugh as I watch the link my friend sent me as I sit in my room, "I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine. Come here Squishy, come here! Ouch! Bad Squishy!" I laugh harder as I recite the lines. I reluctantly get off the computer and go to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast.

[Ƨтяαωвɛяяʏღღღ]

Being the director and a model of my agency, I get up early; 9:00 a.m. Horrible, right? Yeah, it's just wrong... Oh well. I take a shower, get dresses, braid my hair and put my make-up on then hop in my Camaro and drive by myself to the main building of On Top Modeling Agency, and I smile at the letters that stand above it, it makes me very proud.

[Chica-B]

Dylan: *He finishes and grabs his sweatshirt. He throws it on over his tank top. He grabs his keys and then remebers about his dog.* "Blaze, come here." *when the dog doesn't come Dylan isn't suprised,* "Okay... I am going for a walk all by myself..." *He finally hears the footsteps of his german shep. He runs into Dylan jumping on his stomach.* "alright let's go." *He hooks his leash on Blaze and they start running.*

Martha: *She is allmost done but she is sitting with curlers in her hair. Her hands try to figure out wich outfit to wear.* "Hm... Blue or black?" *She holds them both up to her body in the mirror,* "Blue." *she throws it on gingerly then takes her hair out letting them fall into perfect curls. She sighs and grabs her purse checking that she has everything before she leaves the house. She can't find her favorite lipgloss or her other shoe.*

[Arubi]

|_______{Dakota Heather West}_______|

.:Ħι Ƭнɛяɛ:.
Name: "I'm Dakota West! Who are you?"
Age: "I'm 17."
Gender: "Don't I make such a hansome man?"
Birthday: "December 20th."

.:Ѳи тнɛ Ѳʋтƨι∂ɛ:.
Hair Color: "It's blonde!"
Eye Color: "It's darkish sea blue. It's also lighter near the pupil."
Features: "Blonde hair, sparkly eyes, and mah girly abbs."
Height: "I'm exactly 5'7"
Weight: "Why? Do I look fat?" 110 pounds
Tattoos: "Ewww no."
Smoke: "No! Do you know what that does to your lungs?"

.:Ƨɛɛιиɢ Ɔℓɛαяɛя:.
Personality: In a couple words, she is sweet, funny, and blonde. I'll finish later.
History: "Well... I grew up in the Virgin islands, moved to the Bahamas, then moved here. Nothing un-ordinary,"
Fears: "Bugs, and flying bugs. They are so werid! They have like thin wings, and I don't know how they fly! Oh, also pineapples :3"
Likes: "I like horseback riding, tumbling, and..."
Dislikes: "Mean people."
Pastimes: "Swimming, horse-back riding, gymnastics, texting, acting, dancing, and singing."

.:Ƴσʋ Ɖσ Ɯнαт?:.
Model: "Yep! I work for Chic!"
Fashion Designer: "Sometimes."
Assistant: No
Director: No
Other Job: "I also work at Abercrombie and Fitch."

.:Ħɛ ℓσʌɛƨ мɛ, нɛ ℓσʌɛƨ мɛ иσт:.
Orientation: "I'm straight."
Crush: "None."
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: "I'm open!"
Exes: "I only have a few."

I'll make my boy in a minute!

[thebluberry.]

(I am not sure that pic is appropriate, could you change it please and ok. Sorry I don't want to sound mean, but in one of my other RPs I got in trouble for someone else putting pictures like that in their form, and I didn't notice it... :3)

[Chica-B]

Dylan: *He walked back to his house. He put Blaze away, and went to drive to the agency. He stepped out of the car* "Hello..."

Martha: *She walked into Chic and smiled when she walked in.*