.always. .teen romance roleplay. .semi-literate.

[yuki,]

Mood: Relaxed.
Location: London.
Status: Single.
With... Jake.

After a few moments, Isabella slowed down a little and turned so that she was now walking beside her new friend. Their hands were still together and she had no reason to let go, unless he wanted to and she held his hand just losely enough so that he had that option. And she was rather interested in what he liked to do - in fact, she was interested in getting to know him better, and her enthusiasm worried her a bit. She didn't want to jump in too fast and get shot down, that wasn't like her at all. Baby steps, Izzy. It's not like this is going to go anywhere anyway. She told herself as she watched Jake, her face lighting up as he mentioned playing the guitar.
"I'll need to hear you some time." The girl insisted, her smile softening a little as she looked up into his hazel eyes. She had the feeling that plenty girls had gotten lost in them, but she was determined not to be one of them. If there was one thing Isabella prided herself on, it was her independence. She wasn't the type to chase after a guy. Actually, she preferred to be chased - not in the literal sense, of course. "Pretty girl?" She echoed, a single eyebrow arched as she smiled up at him. "You're not too bad yourself, Mr Bradshaw." Izzy mused before turning her gaze away from Jake and focusing on the busy street in front of her. The walk from the Hostel had taken roughly quarter of an hour, but now they were there at least. And the fresh air had helped clear her head. "I believe the tour starts here, yes? Welcome to Oxford Street." She said, gesturing to the whole street with a wave of her free arm. The road traffic was pretty busy, as was the pedestrian version. It felt good to be back in a familiar enviroment; not that the streets of Paris or New York were alien to her. London just felt more like home.

Mood: Amused.
Location: London.
Status: Single.
With... Ariel.

Nicholas was enjoying listening to the girl ramble, and was a little disapppointed when she stopped. It was pretty cute; and the fact that she seemed to get a little embarassed when she tried to apologise made it even more so. Then she gestured to his iPod and he shrugged. "This and that." He muttered, pressing the center button to make the screen light up. Sliding the bar across, he clicked on music and went to the songs list, still thinking of a reply. "Mostly I listen to acoustic music of any genre, or I listen to some rock or RnB. Maybe even a little country." He smiled, returning his hand to rest on his knee as he glanced out the window. It didn't actually seem that long a drive to the city, and he was eager to get out of the car and walk around. If there was one thing he liked about travelling; it was exploring new places. A little childish, yes. But that's just what Nick was: Immature. Sometimes, anyway.

[average]

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...is currently with n i c k in the car.

"Really? I'm really into my folk and indie music, but i love acoustic anything as well. Well, most of anything." They stopped at a red light, and she took the time to snap a photo of him looking out the window. She hoped he didn't care; it was huge habit that she didn't think it was possible to break. After glancing down at the candid shot, she smiled and let the camera fall back to her lap.

Where she was headed was actually quite close to where they were staying, so it didn't take long to get there. There was a bit of traffic, but Ariel managed to find a parking spot near the cafe. She eased the car smoothly, parallel parking in between two mini coopers, and smiled. "Those are my favorite type of cars." She said, gesturing to one of them. She opened the door to the car, and looked back at Nick. "Ready?" Her eyebrows raised in slight excitement, and added, "There's lots of shops next door and not, so, if you want, we can go the pedestrian way afterward." Afterward, she planned to take him to at least one of the most touristy places, the Big Ben. She figured that although shops and small places where fun, when someone comes to a new, big city, they likely want to see the best big parts too.

Monmouth Coffee

[chagrin]

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There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move
But I can't hear what you're saying

When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like
Two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain
You would not understand
This is not how I am

When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye

I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
I... Have become comfortably numb

~ Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd

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Full Name: "The name is Christian Andrew Bearlith Cross. But I am best known as Christian Cross."
Nickname: "I go by Chris or Andrew mostly. I have heard someone call me Bear or even Crosser. I am fine with anything as long as it's not Andy."
Gender: "Last time I checked, I was a guy"
Age: "I have been trapped in this world for 20 years"
Nationality: "Pure-blooded brit."

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Personality: "Being an only child you could say that my parents have spoiled me completely. I guess that is true. I am stubborn and strong-headed, and used to having things my way. I am a player, a joker, often insensible but always irresistible. But then again, I always try to be center of attention, and usually always am. I am a smoker, although I try not to smoke in the house. I tend to be a rule breaker but I do my best to play by the rules... as hard as it can be. I enjoy toying around with anyone as long as they are willing to play along. Laughs are rarely on my cost, and when they are... well it's better if they are not. I am surprised as how stupid people can get and how ignorant they can be. I am sly and cunning and if I get bored with a girl I will certainly juggle another one... just for the fun of it.

Yeah, yeah! I can't imagine what you are thinking about me now. But I am not all that dreadful. I have some moments too, you know. Usually when you are alone with me, you can get surprised. When there is no one else to impress I am pretty laid back and easy to talk to. I am known to be quite chivalrous when a girl strikes my attention. I am very ambitious and even though I rarely show I have some brains as well. I can solve any problem with no sweat, even though I don't usually get the solution out on the open. Not many think that being smart is cool you know. Then again even though I don't strike as one on first glance I guess you can say I am pretty 'normal'. I am a leader, and a good one I believe. I don't have a hard time organizing and giving people tasks, and other than that people usually have an easy time following my lead. I tend to be a perfectionist and will continue on one thing until it is perfect. I am athletic and have pretty much tried every sport there is but I still haven't found myself in one. I have mad survival skills, as I was a scout for many years when I was younger.

I see this world as a nuthouse, and every moment torture. My thought on the economic crisis is... well I personally believe that it's all out fault for being as naive as we are. Global warming? Please, explain it to me, who else can you blame except yourself? God? Yes...and again, where was he? End of the world? I wish! I am simply sick of people that ponder on rants about how we should save our planet, and how we should stand up to the government and stuff... if they are so desperate to act they don't need anyone else. I am sick of people...I just don't get how can some be so stupid."
Background: "I was born in the loving home of James Bearlith Cross and Joanne Bearlith Cross. As I mentioned before I was an only child. My parents always went easy on me, and usually I got everything I wanted. I have traveled across the world already and I have had many experiences, both good and bad. But as I go trough life I loose all the enthusiasm that is needed to live, and all the hope I have for man kind. Honestly, I have nothing to put here."
Sexual Orientation: "Straight as it gets."

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Crush: "Are you serious?"
Relationship Status: "Single, hopefully for a long time."
Relatives: "My parents. I am an only child. I know of no aunt or uncle. My grandparents are dead for as long as I can remember."
Ex-es: "Well there where a few...depends on how you define 'few' "
Friends: "You can't be sure who is your friend nowadays. But I believe I have a few, but for now I doubt you know them."
Enemies: "None that I know off. But then again lots of people find me irritable... what can I say, I know to annoy people."

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Anything Else: "...no, not really."

[yuki,]

(Accepted! Hi Struga! c: And, folk I'll be posting soon. Sorry for the delay.)

[FlynnEugene]

(( sorry, I was on vacation. Where can I jump back in at?))

[average]

(Accepted! Hi Struga! c: And, folk I'll be posting soon. Sorry for the delay.)

don't worry about it; take your time. C;

[chagrin]

{ Thank you! I will post as soon as I can }

[Bernouli]

Using images in all your RP posts is considered spam. Please discontinue use. I'm talking about the text images by the way.

[benexo]

|| J a k e B r a d s h a w ||

|| Male || Nineteen || American ||
|| @ Oxford Street || With Isabella ||

As Isabella came to walk beside him, the young man fell into step with her, enjoying the feeling of their hands in each others and the thought of exploring the city with her, and her alone. And now she had mentioned that she wanted to hear him play guitar for her. That was a perfect excuse to get to see Isabella again, and Jake seized the opportunity. "I could teach you a few chords," he suggested, his eyes twinkling, auburn hair blowing slightly into them in the breeze. Jake's grin widened considerably as Isabella shot back his compliment. Not too bad, eh?

"Ah yes, the famous Oxford Street," said Jake, stopping to gaze around the countless shops. The way they were set up were so unlike malls in the United States, where he was from; there, it was one big building with different stores packed right next to each other, where as in Oxford Street, it seemed as though each shop was it's own little venue.

[yuki,]

I sabella

Mood: Relaxed.
Location: London.
Status: Single.
With... Jake.

"I'd like that." Izzy smiled as he mentioned teaching her a few chords. As a musician, she had focused on piano rather than guitar; but that didn't mean she wasn't interested in learning. In fact, she was looking forward to spending some more time with Jake.
However, he soon redirected her attention to the street in front of them. She gave his hand a gentle squeeze before tugging him along after her as she headed down Oxford Street. "Do you want to shop or are you just here for the tour?" She asked, slowing a little as they neared the more interesting shops and boutiques. There were shopping centres in London, but they were in the center of the city really. Out here, there were buildings that were connected but completely seperate at the same time. One shop could be an electronics store and the one next door could sell perfume; it was just that diverse.
Maybe that was one of the reasons why Isabella was attracted to the outskirts of London, rather than the bustling city centre. Like in New York; the traffic gave her a headache after a certain period of time. And she loathed traffic jams and roadworks. Not just because they slowed her down, but because the fumes from the cars and machinery got into her head and gave her one hell of a migraine. But she still managed to love the city.

N icholas

Mood: Amused.
Location: London.
Status: Single.
With... Ariel.

Nick nodded to show that he had heard, his gaze wandering outside the window. His attention was soon directed at her again as he heard a small click, alerting him to the fact that she had just taken a picture of him. He wasn't bothered - in fact, he was flattered. But he didn't say anything, he just smiled and returned to what he had been doing; gazing out the window.
As they pulled up to the cafe, he glanced at the mini coopers as Ariel mentioned them. "Really? I prefer cars like this." He muttered, gesturing to his Lancer Evo. Nick closed his door behind him as he stepped out and then looked to the cafe, a soft smile settling on his lips. "Nice place." He mused, before moving to the drivers side to meet the girl as she came out of the car. The young man gave her one of his charming smiles and then moved forward and towards the cafe door, holding it open for Ariel before following her in.

(Sorry it took so long to reply, I've got a little writer's block and some of what I wrote is a little... messed up I think. :3)