just a phase, closed

[free.]

(Here's a post for my character, Christan. He's open to RolePlay with. )

Christan

Male
Seventeen
Single
Open to RP
Tagged;; no one

Dark brown, nearly black eyes traveled around the large room, taking it all in. As he started his ascent of the stairs, he could help but be in awe at the size of this place. Neat and very nicely decorated, it was definitely something Christan was not used to. He had grown up in poverty with messed up parents, and had made his own money half the time. And then blown it on drugs. So he had never been really introduced to nice places and fancy things. Except for on the rickety old, dinosaur of a tv his dad had owned. Dressed in simple jeans and a t-shirt, Christan had his only bag, a duffle, slung over his shoulder. It contained all of his possesions. Which were the rest of his clothes, an old handmedown laptop, and old ipod, his chargers, money, some toiletries, and one pen and a notebook. And that was it. At least he traveled lightly.
Reaching the top of the stairs, he headed to the boys side, coming to what would be his own room for the stay. It was nice, neat, and tidy. Bare, but clean. Same for the bathroom. Throwing his duffle on the bed, he turned to head back downstairs. He'd unpack later. It would only take him about five minutes, after all. He clomped down the stairs in his beat up old grey vans shoes, heading towards the doorway. He made his way onto the porch, leaning against the railing. Christan took in the view of everything. He was itching to explore the place, but he also wanted to kind of meet people, see who was here. After all, they were supposed to be a part of a tv show or something, right?

[Kaliyana]

Dante Lex O'Leary

You can call me; Whatever you want.
What I'm doing; Exploring, sort of.
What I'm feeling; Judgemental
What I'm wearing; Dark jeans, white shirt,
a black leather jacket and some shades.
Who I'm with; Christan
Who I'm talking to; Christan and myself

I let myself have a couple minutes to look at the whole place, to take in every little detail; the color of the floors and the walls (light colors, but they were warm and inviting), the carpet in the living room, the color of the wood in the dinning room table (mahogany, I think), as well as the little tables and things that decorated the front entrance. Obviously the foyer was decorated to invite people in, to show them how rich the owner was. There was a table beside the door, a little bowl in it that I guess was for holding keys. Above that table, on the wall, was a mirror that I swear to god legitimately sparkled. I snorted, rolled my eyes behind my shades and moved to the mirror with a smirk on my face. "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall. Who is the farest of them all?" I murmured quietly, feeling an urge to laugh like an idiot. I moved away from the mirror and decided to go pick out my room. I hoped many others hadn't already done that, I'd hate it if someone took a room that I wanted...

“I didn't lose my mind.
I sold it on ebay.”

"Oh come on." I snapped as I made my way up the stairs. The pictures on the walls looked like they were taken by professional photographers; mostly landscapes, others animals and such, and I wanted to knock them all down. This place was just looking a tad too cheery for me. But, I ignored the urge and found myself on the second floor of the mansion. And, on that second floor landing, was exactly where I stood and stared like a bloody idiot. I took a moment to try to figure out where I was supposed to go, because I was sure they wouldn't allow both the men and the women to have rooms in the same hallway; that was just sex waiting to happen. Might boost their rating, but I'm sure that's not really what they were looking for. Then I noticed a paper on the opposite wall, and I dropped my forehead into my palm. "Idiot, there's a sign. Okay, where am I going? Left, alright, lets go left."

“We stopped checking for
monsters under our beds
when we realized the
monsters were inside us.”

It took me three tries to find a room that I actually wanted. The first one I opened, the first in the hallway, had already been claimed; I was guessing by the duffel bag on the bed. The second one, I didn't like the view, and I had to switch sides of the hallway because I didn't want to be looking at the driveway. The third door, which was the room on the left side of the hallway, second one in, was perfect. I grinned, because the view of the pool and back yard was wonderful, and it wasn't already claimed. Oh yeah, this was totally my room. I dropped my suitcase on the bed, cursed when I remembered the other two that were still in my car, which was in the sea of people... I dug the keys out of my pocket, just to make sure they were still there, and turned to leave the room. I'd unpack later, when I had all of my bags, because it was going to take me a lot longer than I would like to admit. I was here for a year alright? I brought as many clothes as I thought necessary.

“I love acting. It's so much
more real than life.”

I made my way back down the stairs, ignored the pictures again, and tried looking for someone to bother. Well, not really to bother, but I was starting to feel like I needed to be talking to someone, because if I was anti-social the entire time this wasn't going to go well for me. Luckily, as I was making my way into the kitchen, I saw someone on the back porch. I sighed with relief, and slipped my shades back down over my eyes as I made my way outside to talk to him. I took him in for a second, the jeans and the t-shirt, and decided that this might be a guy I could get along with. I leaned on the railing beside him, and nodding back towards the house, since it was the easiest thing to start talking about.

“If we weren't supposed to eat animals
how come they're made of meat?”

"Pretty fancy in there isn't it?" I asked curiously, leaning forward on my elbows. I thought for a moment that maybe I should have taken off my sunglasses, but I left them on either way; it was bright out here. "Looks like the guy who owns this is showing off for TV. Not that I blame the guy. If I had a house like this, and it was going to be on TV, I'd be showing off too." That wasn't entirely a lie. If I had a house like this, I would be showing off. But, I wouldn't be letting a bunch of strangers stay in it, and I certainly wouldn't let them stay in it while they were on a reality TV show. Those things are just so fake, and I'd be afraid what would thrown across the room in one of the not-so-fake cat fights.

“If God is watching us, the least
we can do is be entertaining.”

"I wonder if we're even going to meet the guy who owns this place, or if we're just going to stay in his house for a year and never know him. I'd like to congratulate him on it; the place looks fantastic." I turned then, leaning on the railing with my back and my elbows, looking into the house from the patio door. I crossed one foot over the other, and turned my head to the guy I was looking at. Messy dark hair, round dark eyes, slightly pale skin... Not at all unattractive, but if I was going to suddenly turn gay (assuming I could stop being afraid of other men's "ho-ha"s) he probably wouldn't be my type. No doubt the girls would be all over him the minute they looked at him. He looked younger than me too, but I couldn't really judge that, because I looked a bit older than I was.

“9 out of 10 doctors agree that
1 out of 10 doctors is an idiot.”

I opened my mouth to continue to talk like the arrogant jerk that thought anyone should feel privialleged that I was taking the time to speak to them, when I realized I hadn't even given the guy my name. Oh way to go O'Leary, start talking to him like ya know him, don't even tell him your name. Brilliant. "I'm Dante O'Leary by the way." I stretched my right hand across myself to offer it to him to shake. "I guess I should have lead with that. What's your name?" And then I grinned like an idiot as a new question came to mind. "And what are you in for?" It was a joke, and I was praying to every god I didn't believe in that the guy got it. It wouldn't be nearly as funny if I had to explain it too him.

[leaving soon]

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Blair Valentino Balisco
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Tagged:no one
-------- Do what you love, Success will soon follow.---------

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She nodded in reply, and stood up brushing her knees as I did so. Huffing she stood up, slung her rucksack overhear shoulder and walked into the lobby. She shook hands with the presenter and made my way up the stairs, ignoring the flashing cameras as she did so. Both bags were heavy and were giving her shoulders plenty of unlucky pain. At the top she was oblivious to the landing — her view of it was hidden because of her load luggage — thinking that their was one more step. Blair raised her foot into the air, and when she raised it down agin it met nothing. Over balanced she teetered forward a crashed onto the carpeted flour. She lay there, buried under her bags.
What have I done now?, she thought tiredly, now what will the others think..
She shuffled on to her side and managed to prop herself up. She tried to get from that position to a standing one but she couldn't. Her suitcase was trapping her foot, restraining her too the flour. She pulled again and her foot slid out of its restraint. Huffing her feet touched solid ground and She looked around her. Thankfully know one had seen her embarrassing mistake.

Heaving one bag onto her shoulder and the other high enough for her hand to clasp around the handle. Room...
Blair's mind went blank and stomped the ground in frustration. Which room is the girls? she thought. Deciding to risk it she headed left without knowing that the it was the boys rooms. Blair headed down the hallway, paying no attention to her surroundings. At last she found a room that hadn't been claimed - Julians room- and even then a suspicion nagged at her.

[free.]

{ I'm trying to get a post in, I promise, but I didn't have time yesterday and now my computer is being a dumb butt so I may or may not be able to get a post in. Ugh sorry, Kalika Kai }

[leaving soon]

| Hey guysis there a boy in the boys rooms? Beacuse my girl dosn't know which room is which and is deciding to risk it and go the room on her lefyt ( the boys ) so I was wondering if a boy could be in there or something... You don't have to change you post - this is to the people who hasn't posted yet... |

[paradox.]

(I don't really have anyone to rp with... Maybe Julian could go upstairs since he's not talking to anyone and then he could find her in his room?)

[west ,]

{{ @ shewolf. Can you please not double post and PLEASE stop spamming. If you read the rules, it tells you what is spamming and what isn't. It just clutters up the thread. Thanks.

[leaving soon]

| Oh. I'm so sorry. The reason I double posted was beacuse on the earleir version my computer crashed and I thought everything was lost. Suppousedly not. And I'm sorry about spamming - won't do it again. |

[paradox.]

Ｊ Ｕ Ｌ Ｉ Ａ Ｎ

Male
No Crush
Seventeen
With Blair

Everyone around him seemed to have their own little group. Each person was talking to someone and others were still just arriving and would need to get a room. Julian sighed as once again he was a loner. He ran his fingers through his auburn hair and took another look around. He needed to unpack anyways and it would probably be a good idea to do so and then explore the house.

Julian jogged upstairs, stuffing his hands in his jeans pocket. How was he going to survive the month without music? It would definitely be boring until then. It wasn't till he reached the top of the stairs that he got curious. The door to his room, that he was sure he closed, was wide open. He walked towards the doorway cautiously and peered inside where a girl was standing there. "Sorry this room is kind of taken." Julian said with a small grin as he pointed to his duffle bag near the bed. He tilted his head curious as to why a girl was in the boys side of the house.

[leaving soon]

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