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{.Life on the Run

It all happened so quickly.It was like the blink of your eye.It scared you, made your heart race like a racehorse that was being pushed faster by its jockey.This situtaion could mean the way you died or lived, everything counting on it.The ragging fires of the guns around you, sering the hot, stuffy air of the desert.Yeah this is what your life came to.A personal living hell hole that you can't escape from, and it was all....because of her

It was just a normal day for you, nothing special to rampage it, until you saw her.The sparkle in her eyes and the way her body moved, drew you in.And then as you guys started hitting it off, you became almost attached to her.She was like a drug.Something that you need to keep your heart thumping at its normal pace.Something that would keep your health from demolishing, or at least thats what you thought.You were walking her home on a dark eerie sort of night when sudden shouts and screams, were thrust upon you.The deep voices shouting and yelling, and the feeling of the girl jerked from your arms, and then the scream, before all went silent.The night air was still, no voices or movement until the short muffeled crys reached your eardrums, filling your mind with clueless questions.So out of the ordianry curiousity that always seemed to knaw its way into you when something came up, you walked towards the crys, only to see the girl,your love, your drug lying there with cuts that wrapped around her arms and down her torso.The anger, misunderstanding, fear, nervousness all hit you like a tsunami that was crashing down on Hawaii.It took the breath from your lungs, and felt as if a truck had hit you.The hushness of the voices, of the abusers as they scattered into the dark and ran off down the ally made the anger that was already set only rage higher.But you had to stay calm...for the girl

Yeah thats what caused this hell that you are facing.It is as if the devil himself has came to face you, to torture you, even though you can barely stand up to the others, the ones who started it all, the ones who are so focused on getting her..your love

All you can hope for, pray is that it will be over with soon,.The high scared breathing of your friends, your band mates filling your ears, and then along with that the tight grip of the girls hands on your arm as she trys to pull you away to find a better place to hide.To stay away from the unwanted eyes that penatred the barrier.The eyes of the enieme.The ones who threaten your life...the lives of the ones you love

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{.The Title

Okay, well you met this girl, and one night you were walking her home.But a gang that had been out searching for her grabbed her from your arms and started beating on her in the dark, but took off after you and the rest of your friends, well they are your friends and your band members ran over to the crys and shrieks of pain.Happens everyone of you guys found a girl like this, and after a while of deciding, after you carried her home and cared for her, you and the girls and the guys decide to leave, so everyone if out of the danger zone.But then the gang follows, and this time they aren't playing like children.The car you were driving in broke down on the side of the road, in the middle of the desolate desert, and thats when the gang struck.This time with guns that sent flying bullets through the windsheild to try and hit there destined target..the girl.But you and the rest of them managed to run off without a wound.But now your lost stranded in the desert, with no food or water.Hallucinations disturb your vision and thoughts, but the questions of why they want her and if you and your friends will live is eating away at you.Will you ask her why they want her?,Make it all the way home to see your family again? or Just keep silent and keep running for your life, having the great possibility of never making it?

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{.Rules

>>> Make your own forms, and by your own, I mean Your Own!, that means don't copie someone else's for a different rp, but I will allow you to use a form that you made, that in a different roleplay, but just fix it up to fit this rp and the plot

>>> All of Tess's rules apply, as in every rp that you will encounter here on CS

>>> I don't want anyswearing, unless you star out the vowels, because we don't want a little 8 year old telling there parents to screw off becasue they red it on CS

>>>This is a Semi-lit roleplay, so before you even post your form I want you to send me a example of you writing, so I can decide weither its literate enough or not.And just to let everyone know, I will be looking at the spelling and grammar of every post

>>> When I am offline, I don't want just two or four people taking up like five pages becasue they couldn't stop rping, and wait for everyone.If that is the case then I will give you a warning and If you ignore it then I will banned you, because Im pretty sure that no one wants to be offline for only about a half hour, and then get back on to see five pages of paragraph long posts between just two or four characters, so just go a page and then stop

>>> For the boys, don't rp them if you don't know the basics.And this is a realistic rp so make sure you rp the guys the way that they really are, also you don't need to make a form for them, but if they develop a crush along the way or something happens that I need to know, so I can add it to the right page PM me

>>> I don't want people to join and then just never rp or post anything.If this happens I will PM you and you don't rp or reply telling me some reasn you can't then I will delete your spot and open it up to anybody else who wants it

>>> Well thats all for now, but be sure to check up every now and then in case I add more

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{.Characters
The Ladies
1)Reese Marie Montgomery/Me
2)Kester Archer Grey/Gh⊕st
3)Rosemary Jinx Dixie/Ƨтяαωвɛяяʏღღღ
4)Jadyn Robin Perri/++knight.mare
5)Ashton Rae Woodes/Direction::Infection


The Gentlemen
Liam/lionblaze<3
Harry/Jekka
Louis/Wolfie♥Louis
Niall/black.wolf.101
Zayn/Me

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{.My Charcters

A wreath of flowers---Bandanas are very Fashionable---Say Cheese---Peace---Whip your hair back and fourth

If I ever get arrested I want to ask the cop if I can change my facebook status to "Chillin wit my cellies"

Name-"You wanna know my name do you...well Im not going to tell you.Or mabe I will because my mom is counting and if she gets to three then Im going to get spanked,and trust it hurts so my Name is Reese Marie Montgomery"
Nick-Name{s}-"Ever sense I was little people have called me Reese's Peices because of my name Reese,and tha fact that I absolutely love chocolate and eat it when ever I can get my ands on it....wait scratch that,not unless I know where the chocolate has been,like if it had been down some stink old guys pants,then thats a ahhh Hell no!"
Age-"I know that I look 40,but really Im 17,and if you couldn't see that then you might want to go to a eye doctor,or who ever takes care of that becasue I think that you might have a seeing problem"
Gender-"Im a man,you can just see it I know,JK,JK I am a female,and really if you thought I was a mal then that just straight up hurts my feelings,man"
Nationality-"I have a little bit of Indian in me,because of my father,which gives me my tanned skin,and a little canadian because of my mother,and I think that,that is it,other then American,which makes up over half of me,haha"

Personality-Reese is a very funny and sarcastic person,more like the class clown then the preppy cheerleader.But she isn't annoying funny,I mean people actually laugh at her jokes because they are actually funny.But more say she is also competetive which means that she likes winning,ALOT,and she can be quite aggresive when entered into a sport or something else in that matter that might allow her to win.Also if she knows that someone wants something,like a girl wants a guy,then she will work her hardest into luring the guy to her,and ensnaring him in her trap,just to tease the girl and rub it in her face that she got him and she didn't.I know that Reese sounds mean,and the kind of person that no-one wants to be around,well she does have a nice side,the kind of side that is filled with sweetness,and being shy,like a sweet innocent little girl,but it just doesn't show often because,she is a bit embarressed,or rather shy about that part of her,afraid of what others might think of her if she shows it often.So more like she is also a bit insucure of herself to,when it comes to others thinking about how she acts around them.
History-Everything as a child was good for Reese,until her mother was diagnosed with brain cancer.It was going all smooth,until the last stage of the deadly dieases,the last stage the worse for the fact that,Reese mother forgot,Reese's father,brother and her names,sometimes mixing them up,or not even recalling them,to come to mind when she saw her family.Reese was sitting in the room,in a chair,next to the hospital bed,holding her mothers hand,when she passed on.The death tearing her heart out of her chest,devastating her and her hwole family.Her father started to take on drinking,and later started beating on Reese,but never once on her brother,because he could fight back.But her brother often protected her against the scary blows that her father came back,her brother like a hero in Reese's eyes,but that good part that had started building up,tumbled down like building blocks,when one night,her brother was coming home and he had stopped.But the wheel had shifted lightly causing the wheel to just give a small turn,but the car behind him rear-ended him,causing him to be pushed out into the intersection.And at the time it happened to be hammering rain,blinding most vision,and thats why the tractor-trailer that crushed him and his car,ran into him,because of lost sight.And after that not a soulknew about the abuse,so Reese had no one to save her against the blows.But then just as she thought that it would never end,it turned up her father was wanted for robbery,and she turned him in,putting him in the slammer,and moving in with her Aunt,who helped fix her up.
Description of looks-Reese is pretty tall standing at a good,5'6,which she gets from her father.Her skin is a permant tan,but its not to dark,and not to light,more of a light mocha color.The hair that falls down to about her mid-back,is a silky,dark brown color,with some tints of red,and natural highlits of lighter browns,that aren't that noticable unless the right kind of light hits them at the right angle,making them more able to be seen,but other then that it is just a plain ol' boring brown,at the unobservant eye.It also has a natural wavyness to it,making it easy to scrunch,or curl,but also easy to straighten with a straightener.But usually she just leaves it to its natural way,only really messing with it on special occasions that upcome.Reese's chest is normal sized,not really anything to big that makes eyes,stare only at that during a conversation,haha,but there not so small that she looks flat-chested,also,along with that Reese's figure is slender,but she has curves,and also a flat tummy,that really she dosen't have to work out much to keep,haha,which is something that other girls could only wish for.Her eyes are a deep brown,but when looked at closely,they have streaks of darker shades of brown and then lighter browns that look like they are almost white,which is quite strange,but also her eyes have twirls of black,twining in to the different shades of brown,which in some light can give them a eerie,dark feeling,and in others and bright and happy look.
Casual Style-Reese's normal clothing stlye deepends on the weather.If its hot out then she will wear some short shorts,a t-shirt or tank-top,and a pair of flip flops,wear as if its cold,then she will wear a pair of jeans,skinny,or open leg,with a long sleeve shirt,and a hoodie,deepending on how cold it is,and any shows really.Also it deepends on er mood also.If she feels lazy then she will wear sweet-pants and a hoodie,nothijng fancy.Wear if she feels in a good mood,and wants to dress up then she will wear what she does on hot days,or a dress,of skirt with a shirt of some sort.

Crush-"That would be Niall"
Boy-Friend,or as some would say Boytoy-"No one,yet"
Spouse-"I don't belive in child marriage,haha,I am going to wait until I find the right guy for this one"
Children"I don't want,need,or have any children in that case"
Anything else-Nope

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{Bump}

[|| Ghost ||]

Full Name:
Kester Archer Grey
Nickname:
"No one's ever given me a nickname- I guess Kess would do?"
Gender:
"I'm a girl..."
Age:
16yrs. Old


Hair Color:
Long, Chocolate Brown like the Hershey's blood chocolate.
Eye Color:
Silver like the Moon
Height:
5"4
Weight:
115lbs.
Clothing:
"I usually wear a dark blue jacket with a hood that fits around my form just right, it's not baggy at all. It covers my face really well, that's the part i like. Under the hoodie i just wear simple t-shirts. For bottoms i might wear jean-shorts or any regular jeans. I also have a pair of green fake-Toms, and a pair of over-worn black converse. That's it, that's all i ever wear- I like clothes that won't make me noticeable."
Piercings:
"Just my ears- i have a pair of butterfly-shaped earrings. They're not dangly, they were my grandmother's. I never take them off."
Other:
She smiled very sadly down at her feet with her hands behind her tailbone and her back pressed against the cool wall. "I don't have scars, or tattoos, or much of anything..."


Personality:
Kester is very warm, she is kind and thoughtful- though she has a very thick outer shell. She purposefully doesn't let anyone close to her, but here lately she's been wondering if it's become an unconscious thing. She's easy to please and takes notice in all the small things that others do. Kester is incredibly shy, she can't talk in front of people and practically becomes mute in front of even small groups. She's very quiet and constantly keeps to herself. She is often found with an iPod blasting Alternative or Indie music and a hood hiding her countenance. She tends to get pulled into the the drama. Kester always has a doe-eyed expression on her face, like she's afraid to fall from this tightrope called Life. She can sometimes be a bit gullible, but she's never had a real, human relationship with anyone. Particularly because she's too shy to talk to people. But when she opens up, she is soft and sweet like the scent of lilacs. Kester finds it hard to put her trust in others, and is devoted to pleasing everyone else instead of herself. She is selfless and sometimes even reckless. Her greatest fear is to become a complete burden to the ones she cares about. Although- something like that, has already happened.
Backround:
"After my father died, Mom blamed me for a lot of things. Before i was even born, she hated me. Before she even knew me. How can you judge someone so easily before you know them? But i think that i understand now. What fuels her anger, what drives her to keep going, why she won't admit defeat until i do. Before i was born, my mom was supposed to have twins. And then one day, she wasn't... One fetus had consumed the other. The doctor said it was just a coincidence, and that it wasn't unusual for something like that to happen. I say that i don't care but- i think about it every day. It's easier to forget about it, and to move on. Just don't care and remind yourself that there is something greater for you out there. That you weren't meant for this. You won't always be sad. But could my faith be my demise? So you see, i am a burden to my mother. The rest of family doesn't seem to have a problem with me- but sometimes i wonder if it's just a game of charades to them. A mask of mercy, that hides the fact that they think that i am a burden as well. I find myself always trying to please her- my mother. And i guess over the years i've grown used to doing everything for her while she works. Even if she hates me, it means a lot if she can acknowledge when i do my part. And so while she worked, i tried to get into cooking. I didn't have enough money saved up to take the classes, so i watched videos on Youtube and read books. I'm not sure if i'm very good, the only one who's ever tried my cooking with my mother- and she's not ver excitable. My Mom doesn't talk to me a whole lot anyways. It's usually awkward and quiet, when we look at each other i can hear the wind bending and the mice under the floorboards. The best memory i remember us sharing, was when she smiled for me on Christmas- that December morning. Cool, crisp, i could taste the air and the fresh-fallen snow even in that suffocatingly warm house. My mother was able to muster a very thin, and fragile smile. And when it faded away- it was like i had dropped another of Mom's good china. Her smile still haunts me, it was the saddest thing i had ever seen. I know i could never understand her pain. Yet in that smile i tasted just a drop of her poison- and it was more then i could take. I have not seen that smile in a very long time. But I don't understand how she could live with me... A monster."
Likes:
- stargazing.
- watching the rain fall with a cup of hot chocolate and wrapped in a warm blanket.
- watching the snow fall.
- watching scary movies.
- writing poetry.
- lights.
Dislikes:
- onions,mushrooms,peppers,olives.
- spiders.
- wet floors.
- The sound of metal against metal.
Fears:
- thunder/lightning.
- being alone when i wake from a nightmare.
- being a burden to the ones i care about.
Hobbies:
"Music might as well be a substitute for the blood that pumps my heart. I like to write music, and to sing and dance. I love writing poetry and stories, it's like- you can be anyone you want to be with each turn of the page."


Orientation
"Erm- straight, very straight..."
Crush:
"N-no i've never had feelings like that before..."
Relationship Status:
"Single..."
Exes:
"I don't know the first thing about dating guys, so no- I always mess up before something good can happen."
What do you Look for in a Guy:
"I've never really thought of that... I guess, someone who i will always be able to trust. Someone who won't hurt me, use me. Someone while will hold me, one kiss could last an eternity. Just never let go of me. Just promise you'll never stop loving me..."
Anything Else:
No :)

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name ;; "Rosemary is my first name, Jinx is my middle name, and Dixie is my last name. Yeah, wierd that there's 2 xs' in my name, and that I'm here being bad while my first name is so inoccent. Coincidence."
nickname ;; "I like being called wither Rose or Jinx, but not Rosemary. In school my teachers called me Dixie, so I'm fine with that name too."
age ;; "Seventeen years young, but don't you know never to ask a lady her age? Jeeze."
gender ;; "Can you not tell this skinny mini from a buff boy? Really? I'm a girl, if you must know, you *ss wipe."
birth ;; "July thirteenth, which happens to land on a Friday sometimes. I'm just like Holy Chicken, yo, it's Friday the Thirteenth! Then I'm like I should get a black cat and pretend Imma which..."

eyes ;; "I have really bright blue eyes that are just fabulouse and beautiful."
hair ;; "I have light brown hair that I think has a little bit of red in it, naturally, and it's naturally wavey, too."
height ;; "I'm kinda short, but fine with being five feet and five inches tall, it's fifty five so that's cool."
weight ;; "Well, since I'm short and skinny I weigh a little less than 109, at least. It's like my goal to be skinny, ya know?
build ;; "I'm skinny, like to the bone skinny. So I'm skinny to the bone and bad to the bone! Ha! Oh bones... Anyways, I'm shortish and skinny, but don't think I'm a two year old, becuase my chest is full. Not the fullest, but kinda full. And my rear is ok I guess, not saggy or anything... I'm most pleased with my boney arms, 'cause they're smooth and boney, and I luvvles it!"
clothing ;; "I tend to wear cute things like cropped tops and skinny jeans with heals and a little ganster edge to it like a beanie or whatever. High tops and skater shoes are my thing too,and booty shorts. I mean hey, if I'm already crowned a bad chick I may as well go all the way and look like one right?
modifications ;; "I have a tattoo on my back and my ears are double pierced, but that's it."

personality ;; Well... Rose, here, isn't exactly a charmer, although she does like to flirt. Rose is very unique with how she acts. Lets get to know her from the start, what you'll get at a first glance and a first conversation. Jinx here is a very bad to bone girl, so at first you might be a little intimidated; that's kinda what she wants. She's deffinatly cold blooded, and you'll get that chill when you first meet her. Jinx'll put a smug look on her face and start talking about that time she got drunk or the time she almost crashed, and the sad thing is that she doesn't brag about things that aren't true. She likes to intimidate you, and she's good at it.
Digging a little deeper, getting to know her more, that's when she gets even badder. When she lets you in as a friend - which is pretty easy to do as long as you wouldn't rat her out - she lets you in as a partner, too. It's not too hard to know all her secrets, which is one of her flaws. When you're in you get involved in the street races, the beer at mignight, and all the cigarettes you could ask for. She loves to have laughs, but only if she really does trust you and you've proven yourself by doing the illegal things.
So, in this stage - the one of just getting through to the friend zone - she'll get you into all these things that she likes, maybe have a little mean hummor, and then start to pretty much minipulate and make you just like her, but she really doesn't try. Unless, of course, you guys go back. She's just that tricky, and she'll give you a double dose of herself, maybe even get you your own piece of junk car for the races.
If you get past that stage, now your in for life. Rose'll stop making you destroy yourself, and maybe she'll let you keep doing what you used to do, but only a few lucky people get to expeirience everything. When you get this far there's no further place you can be than this, and she actually opens up, maybe shares more personal things, and protects you no matter what; this is when she's an all time buddy and savior. She'll be loyal, respectful, always by your side, and always fun and playful.
Now, if your a cute boy on the other hand, she's all for you and you're with her just like that, and the flirting comes on. Maybe she'll get a little close, impress you with her driving skills, give you a quick peck here and there, but the thing is; she's a player. Well, as close as you can get to a lady player that is. Maybe she'll seduce you, maybe she'll get it over with, maybe she'll endur the most horrible time of her life just to get back at someone; she's like that, she'll do anything to get into your head; even kill.
history ;; Born on a Friday in July, the thirteenth to be exact, a little blue eyed baby was born, and so was a law breaking demon. Growing up in Chicago with a single, alcoholic mom didn't really help her to be a good kid.
When Rose was two, her father left her mother for another women, and Rose is currently in touch with him through the phone, and he lives in Seattle, Washington. Roses' mom had always been an alcoholic, and got heavier when her dad left, leaving Dixie home alone time after time until she was ten, and that developed bad behavior.
Her mom and Rose moved to Virginia when she was ajust a normal eleven year old, and believe it or not, whe she turned fourteen it was when she started breaking all the laws she stills does. Her mother, being a careless alcoholic, gave her beer, vodka, and whiskey alot and got her into cigarettes. She also started perfecting street racing when she was fourteen, it was like her mom wanted Jinx to be just like her but learning younger so she could enjoy that much more of her life.
Rose got into marijuana on her own when she was almost fifteen with a boyfriend, who was just her type; the street racer bad boy that skated to school because he couldn't aford a car; he'd spent his money on drugs. She later dumped him, but he made a difference in her live; he made her get into the illegal drugs for all ages and he gave her a craving for alcohol every second, where as her mom would only let her drinkat night, after street racing.
So, why is Dixie here? Simple, she had craved revenge when she was sixteen and went a little too far when she was drunk; she murdered a girl in her grade that had made fun of her when she first started being illegal. She shot her dead, in an alley after pretending to be friends with her and getting drunk. For a while no one suspected her, she played it cool like a good friend would, brought on the fake tears, and even made midnight calls to her real freinds to fake cry, but she's beleivable. The real truth came out when her boyfriend found the gun that had shot the girl, and being him he told the cops to get a reward.
likes ;; Rushes; adventure; rebelling; sneaking off; causing trouble; risks; going fast; street racing; breaking rules; partying; drinking; flirting; skate boading; having fun; letting loose; causing pain; getting in fist fights; annoying people; being irritating; getting in the way; being hard core; intimidating people; having off days; being confusing; etc.
dislikes ;; Know-it-alls; rules; police; adults; nice people; math; rainbows; stupid people; fakers; animal abusers; getting caught; boredom; being on planes or boats; not being guilty of something; being away from her buddys; school; learing; people that think they can take her; etc.
fears ;; Mainly being on planes or boats when she's guilty of something, because there's no escaping then.
talents ;; Rose is like a cat, and is very sneaky about doing things. She's also a skilled street racer, and is good at avoiding obsticles at breath-taking speeds.
illnesses ;; "I'm addicted to having rushes and I'm a pro ana, meaning I only consume water, diet soda, coffee, diet pills, less than 500 calories a day and I smoke. It works, just look at my body. And when I do eat, I usually through it up."

crush ;; "That's classified."
status ;; "Single lady."
orientation ;; "Straighter than you, that's for sure."
other ;; "Nope."

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{Accepted and every girl is the girl that the gang wants, I probably should fix up the title to let everybody know that}

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[Can I reserve a girl spot?]