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[theycallmeBasil]

Ж ΔИƉЄЯƧ ---->

|| "Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning." ||

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Feeling;;Curious and friendly
Wearing;;Red, floral swiming trunks
Goal is;;To meet girls for Chester
Currently;;In the pool
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Anders was pleased by the way this was going. She was friendly and receptive to people, her good looks were only a bonus to what seemed to be and all around fabulous girl. He was about to make a comment about 'Anders' not being his real name, but it was lot in his throat as he saw Chester get out of the pool and talk away. What did that girl say? As lovely as this new girl was, he was a friends first kind of guy. Why pick?

"I'm going to take a walk with my friend over there," he said and nodded to Chester. "[color=#808080]But I would be delighted if you would join us[, Diana/color]."

[Kaliyana]

{Don't know what to post... Someone was interacting with my character, I know they were because I started writing a response, but then they edited their post and now I have to scrap the half written post I had... Who's got a free charrie?}

[ƒυяια.]

Diana Rose Harrison

The best way to prepare for life is to begin to live. You are prettiest when you are happy

Diana smiled softly . He was very easy to talk with and he was obviously different to most of the guys she met before , so far . but she tought that he wouldn't be interested in someone like her. She kind of got out of her thoughts with his voice. She gazed at Chester as Anders nodded towards him and then looked back at Anders "As long as your friend doesn't mind , I would love to join you guys" She said with a smile , uncrossing her feets . "but we better catch him before he dissapears " she added , noticing that he was walking away pretty quickly. Well , maybe she could help Anders to find a girl for his friend. the girl who was talking with him a moment ago , didn't seem to be interested in him. and plus , she was used to help with those type of situations. Her closer friend at school was a good way to practice. She asked Diana to help her a few times. and plus , being a girl , it would probably be easier to help them seeing the girls' point of view.
Make your dreams come alive Perfect is boring

[bast,]

{ ❝ Those who are afraid to fall never fly ❞ }

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Mood; Excited, Happy, Giddy
Where; On the Boat
With; Alone
Love Interest; None
Wearing; X

Maria came up from her handstand just as the boy walked away. She pouted her lips, sad that she couldn't talk to him more. Shrugging, she stepped out of the pool water streaming down her body once more. She walked over to where she threw her towel on her way to the hot tub before, on one of the deck chairs. She waved at the boy in the pool as she passed, then turning to smiled and wave to the girl he was talking to. Once she reached her chair, she grabbed her sky blue towel, and set it out on the wooden deck chair to lay on. Walking to the back of the chair, she put the back on it's lowest setting, so she could lay on her belly without hurting herself. Maria sat down on the chair, then flipped over, letting her back face the warm sun. She dried quickly, the water either evaporating from her back, or soaking into the towel underneath her. For a moment, Maria fell into a half sleep, aware of the things around her, but just barely. When she realized this however, she jolted awake, her eyes opening wide, and flipping over. Once her heart settled, she laid back down, closing her eyes against the sun and letting her front side be warmed.

{ Guys, I'm sorry if Maria seems like a Mary-Sue. ;n; She is actually really nice and stuff, unless you make her angry or she decides to just be a massive pain in the ass. Then she can be a jerk. And she hasn't had a mental breakdown yet. So sorry if she seems to happy and stuff. >.> }

[theycallmeBasil]

Ж ΔИƉЄЯƧ ---->

|| "Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning." ||

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Feeling;;Strategic
Wearing;;Red, floral swiming trunks
Goal is;;To hook up Chester and Diana
Currently;;Going toward the beach
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Anders nodded in agreement and hoisted himself out of the pool. Droplets slid down his body and pooled at his feet, making the concrete darker and cooler. He new he was attractive, no need to throw it in her face. She could throw her own good looks right back, anyway. He smiled and beckoned her to follow him, then rushed to catch up to Chester. It only took a few moments. He fell into step beside the dicouraged man and clapped him on the back goodnaturedly.

"Chester," he greeted enthuiastically. "This is Diana." His statement was said with no enthusiasm and little more than a casual shrug. Being nonchalant about the beauty was bound to make her aware of how genuine Chester was.

[ No big deal c: I'm sure she's a real pain when she gets mad ]

[Colonel Chip]

:..Chester..:

{{:"It's Life. Just Life. That thing that goes on when you're not here.":}}

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Chester felt the hand on his back and jumped a bit, glancing back at the woman and his cheeks turned pink, now this guy was showing chester that he could get a guy in less than moments. He nodded at the girl,"Nice to meet you, names Chester." He said with eye contact with the ground though his head was in her direction though his pace didn't stop or slow. He wasn't going to embarress himself again. It was a painful thought, his pale body couldn't take much more humilation. He was starting to feel as if his blood vessles could take much more blushing he would have to man up. So he put a nerdy smirk on his lips and peeked at the girls eyes, his dark green searching for hers of bright blue. Turning forward he kept his pace, the sound of crashing waves being closer.

[ƒυяια.]

Diana Rose Harrison

The best way to prepare for life is to begin to live. You are prettiest when you are happy

Diana smiled and stood up from the deck chair. the rather warm grey concrete under her lightly tanned feets . her light brown bride falling over her shoulders as she followed him up to where Chester was , taking her white and light blue towel with her. She stayed near Anders as he clapped his back and waved to the new guy as Anders introduced her to him , being receptive to people as usual. but she automatically noticed that he didn't seem to be comfortable. or at least , he was being shy. But Diana ust smiled "Nice to meet you too , Chester " she said , looking at him . She then looked back forward in the direction of the sound of the crashing waves of the sea as she walked with them towards the beach , with a light smile painted on her expression.
Make your dreams come alive Perfect is boring

[winchester.]

So just give it one more try to a lullaby, and turn this up on the radio, iIf you can hear me now

N i c h o l a s
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'Cause I can't get you on the telephone, so just close your eyes oh, honey here comes a lullaby your very own lullaby...

wearing:: shirtless, shorts, sunglasses
mood:: slightly apathetic/sweaty
where:: island
with:: nobody I know

Running was fun... A good way to forget. But out here it was like running on moving rocks, which it practically was. You know, sand... It sucks. So, it took a while to get used to the running on the sinking grains. After about fifteen minutes running in the warmth I began to sweat a lot more then I always did. In Ierland it was cold, not freezing, but often raining so I didn't worry about sweating a bunch or the warm humid air. But after about fourty minutes I was done, literally my hair sticking onto my forehead and my bare chest sparkling with drops of salty sweat. I had made it to the beach and down the sides a bit, before heading back towards te house. Running my fingers through my bangs, attempting to keep the clumps from pressing against my forehead, I finally cam close enough to the house that I could slow down to a slower jog.

Most of the kids I believe had gathered around the pool area, and I honestly didn't want to be there. Knawing my lower lip lightly I jogged up onto the deck, slowing to a halt. Laying my hand on my abdomen, I looked at everyone through my sunglasses, staying in the edges. Slowly wrapping my arms around my chest, my muscles tightening a bit, I decided this might be a bit worse then I thought it would. I wasn't really the best person to get to know unless you happened to be attractive. I spotted the little brunette girl in the pool that let me in, and my bright green eyes ran across her body before I studied the rest of the people, my eyes[if you could see them] and face in general not showing emotion... At all, really.
   

 

[mordacious]

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Sighing quietly Elysa flipped the page of her book back one, marked it, and slowly shut the book. It was a gorgeous day outside, and it beckoned her to stay and read, but she could almost hear her skin sizzling. It was hot, and she was starting to burn. Tossing her book into the tote, she stood up and ran a hand through her hair. Even from here, the beach, she could see the handful of young adults wallowing around.
Persing her lips tightly together, Elysa picked her towel and bag up gingerly, deciding to head back inside. Figuring she'd have many more days to read in the sun, perhaps on a less sunny day, she slowly trudged up the sand dunes towards the property. She couldn't help but eye the people as she walked by, all of them either talking or eyeing (by the looks of it) someone already. Snorting in annoyance, Elysa turned and headed inside deeming herself the automatic odd ball out.
It never bothered her, being different, but this time it felt a bit odd. Wasn't this whole getaway a social experiment? From the paper work she assumed it was, but maybe she was mistaken. Placing her bag on the couch, Elysa hardly noticed the boy standing in the kitchen as she sat down and rubbed her eyes, mumbling under her breath about how much sand there was on her already.

{||Yay for random posts... /facepalm In my defense I'm on my iPod xD||}

[Kaliyana]

{My brain couldn't work up four paragraphs for some reason, I think I killed my muse from all the posting/character creating yesterday... So I cut it to two paragraphs.}

{Christopher Dante Thornton}

“Raisin cookies that look like chocolate chip cookies
are the main reason why I have trust issues.”

“Heaven won't have me and
Hell's afraid I'll take over.”

You can call me; Chris.
What I'm doing; Getting to the house
then getting some food.
What I'm feeling; Bit excited
What I'm wearing; Dark jeans, white
t-shirt, converse and black shades.
Who I'm with; Elysa
Who I'm talking to; Elysa

I frowned at the girl who thought she could tell me what to do; if I wanted to keep my shades on in the house then I was going to keep my damned shades on. I opened my mouth to tell her just that, but she walked away before I could. I glared after her, and then shrugged one shoulder, returning to my search through the fridge. The only thing I found that interested me was an apple, and I wondered why the hell it was in the fridge and not in a bowl on the counter. Who puts their apples in the fridge? But I picked one up any ways and then leaned on one of the island counters behind me. Second bite into the apple, another girl came into the kitchen, talking to herself. More like cursing herself is what it sounded like to me.

“Some people are only alive
because it is illegal to kill them.”

I took in her appearance, the dark hair, dark eyes, the way her skin seemed to look like it might be a little sunburnt, or maybe just flushed. I eyed her curiously, watching her talk to herself, and almost laughed as I realized she didn't know I was here. "People are going to think you're bitter if you mutter to yourself like that." I said to her, smirking at her. I took another bite of the apple and chewed it while I took in her reaction. Looks like I surprised her. "I'm Chris, by the way. What's your name?"