dreαм. oɴ. dreαмer. ː semi-literate

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dreαм. oɴ. dreαмer.

wнαт woυld yoυ do ιғ yoυr dreαмѕ were ѕнαттered?

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what if someone told you all your dreams were shattered? that all those years of missing sleepovers, parties, and school just to fulfill what you've wanted to do since a child were for nothing? getting homeschool, isolating yourself from other peers your age, and focusing solely on your dream. you've played through harsh weathers, injuries, and heart aches just to get where you're at now: the top of your game. you'd do anything to stay there, to keep your strive for this dream alive. for many people, its been to make music for a living, others to be as great a scientist as the famous albert einstein. not you. you're all about sports, whether soccer, football, gymnastics, baseball, swim, vollyball, basketball, or motorcross, you all want the same thing: victory. who wouldn't? practice makes perfect. you've done that, all your life. now it's time to actually persue this desperatly wanted career. yes, that measn no normal public school for you. you've been admitted into the usatc, the united states of america training center. here, you and many others train everyday to meet your dream. yep, that means hard sweat and tears, but guess what? you've made it this far, and you're already so close to your dream... it would be a shame if it all went away just because of an injury.

{{ i know there's alot of sports out there, but for this roleplay i'm just doing soccer, football, gymnastics, and track. sorry.

also, every single character will get an injury in the near future. be it heredity or an accident, it will happen. don't try to make it not. }}

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ɢreeтιɴɢѕ ғroм тнe нeαd мιѕтreѕѕ.

❝тнαт wнιcн we мαɴιғeѕт ιѕ вeғore υѕ...❞

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the campus here at the united states of america training center was made for athletes, so you can imagine the sheer size of the school dedicated to sports. since the usatc is a school that trains future olympian gold metalists, there is no academic schooling or buildings here what so ever. the only buildings are the main office, the structure that lies infront of the school where new enrollers may check in or get other services, and the dorms, which are based off of whichever sport you dream of becoming a professional in, and all four are possitioned in a square like formation just behind the office. gymnastics is the western dorm, soccer the north, football the south, and track the eastern dorm. each seperate dorm is split in half for both genders to stay isolated. within the center of the buildings is basically a chill out zone were consession stands for coffee or food is set up, a fountain, and picnic benches to hang around at. now outside the buildings, though still on campus, is where 90% of the action happens. to the far west is the gym where the gymnasts train, to the far north is the soccer field for of course, the soccer players, to the far south is the football field, and to the far east is the track field where long jumps, hurdels, and high jumps are set up. since the usatc is located in montana, there is an abundance of forests where trails are set up for those who like to jog to stay fit. everyday, students are required to show up at their given destination for whatever time their coach requires. the scedules vary. students are allowed off campus whenever they please, and throughout their years here, they are permitted three absences only. anymore is a sign, to the runners of usatc that your character isnt serious about their so called "dream".

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тнe dreαмerѕ

❝тнe ғυтυre ιѕ ιɴ oυr нαɴdѕ ɴow...❞

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тrαcĸ ѕтαrѕ -
~ louis rexlan. x.
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ɢyмɴαѕтιc ѕтαrѕ -
~ peyton rexlan. x.
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ѕoccer ѕтαrѕ -
~ carolina liar. x.
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ғooтвαll ѕтαrѕ -
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yoυ cαɴ'т ғιɢнт love

❝тнere ιѕ α dιғғereɴce вeтweeɴ dreαмѕ αɴd ғαιryтαleѕ...❞

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⇝ - one-way crush.
♡ - two-way crush.
❤ = relationship.
✗ = broken up.

none yet c;

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wιтн ѕcнoolѕ coмeѕ rυleѕ

❝wнeɴ ιт coмeѕ тo dreαмѕ, ɴo oɴe plαyѕ ғαιr.❞

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↪ please, please stay loyal if you are to join. i'd hate to see this die.
↪ realisim is key in this roleplay, or any roleplay really. this means no powers and what not.
↪ keep the genders even! i am now demanding people make both genders, or at least just a male.
↪ this roleplay isnt about love, but yet the strive to fulfill your dreams.
↪ please, I beg of you, keep this roleplay pg-13. take it to pm if you must.
↪ i happen to adore pretty posts, so if you cant at least attempt to try, then don't join.
↪ if you make a character, use them! it just wastes your time to not.
↪ no scene, emo, or anime please. this roleplay is old fashioned. i have nothing against them though.
↪ no characters with unnatural colored hair. i think natural hair is thousands of times more attractive.
↪ i wish for only experienced, high semi-literate roleplayers only. trust me, I check your posts.
↪ my codeword is the quote from my siggy.
↪ the age range in this roleplay is 16 - 19 years. no ages younger/older and no preganet females either.
↪ as always, all of tess' rules apply here.
↪ i'm dreadfully sorry to say, but images in posts are no longer allowed.
↪ presentation is everything. so is grammer and spelling.
↪ if i ask you to do something, do it. my word on this thread is law.
↪ be realistic in your writing! your charries cant fall in love with eachother.
↪ one dream per charrie. also, i know they have to get injured eventually, but try not to make this whole big, dramatic ordeal over it.
↪ i expect at least two decent paragraphs per post.

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wнo αre yoυ reαlly?

❝ιɴ тнe ɴαмe oғ yoυr dreαмѕ, do wнαт yoυ ɢoттα do.❞

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so umm... extra post?

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• carolina liar •

✣ cαяσℓιηα ✣

• тнe в α ѕ ι c ѕ • - - -
ɴαмe. carolina austin liar.
ɴιcĸɴαмe. mostly cal or austin.
ɢeɴder. ouch. female.
αɢe. eighteen {18} years.
нeιɢнт. five foot seven {5'7}.
weιɢнт. one hundred and thirty {130} pounds.
dreαм. ever since she was little, she has dreamt of becoming a soccer player for the worlds.

• c o м p α ɴ ι o ɴ ѕ • - - -
peт. her labrador named dallas.
вeѕт ғrιeɴd. here? no one yet.
вoy/ɢιrlғrιeɴd.she's a single pringle.

• мy ѕ т y l e • - - -
мυѕιc ѕтyle. country.
cloтнιɴɢ ѕтyle. hipster.
deѕcrιpтιoɴ. a rather petite young girl, she has chesnut brown locks, often reffered to as brunette, with misty grey pool for eyes.

• dιɢɢιɴɢ d e e p e r • - - -
вιrтн plαce. chicago, illinois.
нιѕтory. poor carolina. a victium of high school rumors. well, shall i start at the beginning? born to a couple by the names of amelia and jesse liar, she was their second child, the middle child. her eldest sister was kaylin, and her youngest was abigail. they had always had a fairly normal life. occassionally in financial ruts with supporting their daughter's dream, but their parents always managed to free their family of such horrors. no heath issues, except for occassional visits to the hospital for minor scares, mostly from caroline in her rough and tumble stage of her life. their life had always been relatively simple. a good child in school, she had always gotten good grades, practically lived for soccer, had decent friends. a great life. but then, she became a freshmen. she met a boy named ethan, and he messed her up. when they broke up, after a nasty fight over her not putting out to him because he was a jack*ss, he sent rumors of her selling herself as a prostitute flooding around the school. she had gotten suspended for it, and when she had returned, she found that everyone actually believed it. her name and phone number was in every bathroom stall, and during the middle of the end of the school year, she finally gave in to trying to set the truth straight. she just played the part until she finally decided to be home schooled to focus more on her soccer, acting like the school slut {even though she's never put out}, but in truth, she is still a sweet natured and innocent girl.
after the whole school incident and becoming homeschooled, her mind was fully set on soccer. at a younger age, she had always loved the sport, being in it since she was five, but she had never really thought of it much as a potential career, until a man watched her during a soccer game and recommended her for select soccer, a traveling team where they picked ten out of thousands to be on the team. the coaches had actually fought over her, fists, blood, and all. she was thrilled, and her career kicked off from there. practice for five hours a day, tournaments every weekened, both in and out of state. on her team's trp to london she met an agent searching for a soccer star to assist, and he met up with carolina. saddened, she was told he couldn't represent her, because she was so young, unless she had graduated from the united states of america training center. she got a scholarship to the school and is there now, her mind fully set on soccer.

perѕoɴαlιтy. cal is one of those rare cases of beings you don't see everyday. not only is she both a beautiful specimine to look at, already such an uncommon thing, but she is also kind and considerate of those around her. she is gentle to everyone who crosses her path, first impressions poor or not. a mother hen is often what she is reffered to as, considering she is always there to lend a helpful hand. she get's called a cat too, because of course, she is a curious young girl, as would anyone be in the situation she's in. when it comes to a conversation, she is a dreaful embarrsssment though. her constant jumbling of words and mixed phrases raises some eyebrows, but she gets props for trying though. she may be quick on her feet on the soccer field, but injuring any other in any sort of manner is unacceptable in her mind. she could never purposly give anyone physical harm; its just something even her body won't allow. carolina isnt always beauty and grace. she can be overbearing at times, and sometimes thinks she is suripior in looks to others, which may be true in some cases, but no one should brag. she has much to learn if she wants to become a fully capable of being a true friend.
the rules are practically cal's life, often getting her called a goody goody. from respecting her elders, to holding herelf to a high standard, she lives for it all. sometimes, she feels as if she needs to prove herself higher than her peers because she wants to be appreciated and fulfill her dream. she is strong headed, which is clearly evident in her work. if she feels things arent going how she likes, she'll step right in and start over, this time her own way. she wouldn't necessarily be called a comedian, but she does have her moments, as well as anger and cheerful.

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{{ bump~ }}

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( Hold on. Nevermind; I don't think I can roleplay two paragraphs per post. I'm sorry! ^^' )