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[the dreamer.]

Accepted! ]

We can now start!

Reminder from the rules;;

ｆｏｌｌｏｗ ｔｈｅ ｐｌｏｔ
Please follow the plot, it's summer probably around 95 degrees Fahrenheit.. go swimming! Go Jet skiing! Hiking! Just remember you are in the woods, no bustling city traffic. Also the roleplay will start where everyone is arriving at the cabin! No packing/ air plane flight starts.. just driving up there! Also follow your roles!

To clarify;; Start where you are arriving at the cabin, you can either be driving or being brought there by a taxi.. either is fine. When you get there you get to pick a room etc. There are no rooms that are being shared as there are eight bedrooms. The bedrooms are located upstairs and to the left is a hallway down the hallway there are four rooms on the right side and four on the left, (boys= left, girls= right)

[chancellor.]

"It would do you some good Tiffany to get out of the city," Tiffany's father said as the car pulled onto a gravel road. "You don't understand! The woods and I just don't go well together! I prefer to be in my concrete jungle, not the jungle jungle." The car slowly came to a stop in front of the cabin. "I guess I could give it a try," Tiffany said opening the back door and stepping onto the dirt path in her stilettos. Mr. Giles, the Anderson's chauffeur made his way to the back of the black Cadillac Escalade and started setting Tiffany's luggage down. "Giles! You just don't set Prada on the ground," Tiffany exclaimed as she shuffled her heels through the dirt to pick up her bags. As she made her way up the front steps, she through open the door and took in her surroundings. Well, this is quaint, Tiffany thought to herself, before turning around a giving her father one last warm smile and wave as he drove off.
Click! Clack! Click! Clack!Tiffany's heels clattered across the wooden floors as she toured the cabin. She wandered over to a window and observed the forest in hopes of seeing a Starbucks or a mall. With no luck she continued her tour. She glided through the living room, then the kitchen and stopped at the staircase. Blowing back some lose hairs, Tiffany made the attempt of getting her luggage up the steps. With success, Tiffany wiped her forehead from sweat and made her way down the hallway. She left her suitcases out in the hall while she took a peek into each room, trying to find the best view, finally setting her sights on the middle room. Closing the door behind her, she tossed her Prada bags onto the bed and sat on the foot of the bed, ducking her head in between her legs, as if she was about to get sick. What have I gotten myself into?

[hypnotic.]

{ i'll post some time today :)

[elizabethhher]

[[ reserved. i'm on my phone right now, so this might take a while...

[monsteras.]

Zayden Blake

Arriving || seventeen || In his room

Getting out the taxi, he slammed the door with force. This is really stupid. Stupid father just had to get me away, didn't he? Pulling out the money to pay the taxi driver, he glanced up to the cabin and shrugged. "Here, this should be enough. Take it or leave it." After roughly slamming the money into the mid-aged man, Zay opened the trunk, getting out his suitcases. Throwing his suitcase over his shoulder, he walked into the cabin, his shoes barely making a sound on the floors. This is nice.. After taking a look at the kitchen, he walked to left, where the boy's rooms should be located, he finding one he liked, he threw the suitcase on the bed. Pulling off his hood to his grey Hollister coat, he let his black bangs fall into his eyes. Taking a look around the room, he sat on his bed. He had seen some girl with some high heels, carrying some expensive bags, but decided against going to try and talk to her. She looked like a fire cracker, that would explode at any moment. Of course, ain't all rich and popular ones? When will this end?

[terminus.]

⚜ ｒｏｒｙ-ｅｌｌｉｏｔ ｆｉｎｌａｙ ｈｕｎｔｅｒ ⚜
ɪғ ɪ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʀᴇᴍᴏᴛᴇ

{ rory-elliot finlay hunter ❅ male ❅ the quiet boy ❅ at the cabin ❅ with nobody particularly ❅ wearing }
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rory yawned, jetlag somehow already striking him. hard. he had a slight disliking for his friends - none of them particularly understood him as he understood them. well, maybe that was because they were all caught up talking or flirting or dancing or reading or rebelling or cheerleading or generally being crazy. he was that kid who sat in the side-lines with nothing to do, instead analysing every detail and aspect of people. not in a creepy way, just in a way to.. hm.. be closer to his friends, let's say. it's the least stalkery way to say it.
he was hardly suitable to drive, but he had his hands securely around the steering wheel, and his foot on the accelerate pedal. he'd hired a car from the taxi place because there were no drivers in the premises at the time. the drive was slow, but the time it took for his thoughts to change from one to the other wasn't. rory had just very recently obtained his driver's license, and was particularly proud of it. then he arrived at the cabin and parked elegantly in the corner of the grounds, hopping out of the car and walking around to the boot to get his stuff. taking his large case and his rucksack, he slung the rucksack on his bag and with his spare hand slammed the boot entrance down, locking it abruptly along with the other doors.
rory had made sure that he had only put two things in the boot so that the people could take the car back as soon as it was needed. he'd put the keys in an envelope and tape it on the window so there would be no major hassle as to them taking the taxi back. rory made his way to the door and silently went up the stairs, choosing one of the doors on the left as they were the boys' rooms. he disliked it as it was different from his secluded room at home.


[ this is bad i know it is ;n;
i'm on my phone at eleven thirty pm ]

[hypnotic.]

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♔ ☇ ｅｉｇｈｔｅｅｎ ｙｅａｒｓ. ｔｈｅ ｄａｎｃｅｒ. ｓｉｎｇｌｅ.

Emerenzia texted her step-mother and father while in the backseat of the Taxi she had luckily flagged down. She had thought of bringing her own car, but it wasn't exactly the most newest and shiniest of cars. Em was insecure in many ways of herself, being broke was one of them. But when her friend had invited their little gang out to this cabin, how could she say no? Though she was supposed to be teaching a dance class this summer, but she could always teach next semester. Good thing her dancing friend could fill in for her. Which reminded her to text her a quick thanks before hearing the taxi driver telling her that they were at her distention. She gave the man, which looked like he was in his 40's, some money for the ride and stepped out with her bags. She might not look like it, but she was actually really excited to be seeing her friends. She was usually so busy, time to relax for a change.

Her eyes traveled to the cabin as she heard the taxi drive off. It was absolutely gorgeous! And about twice the size of her home. She closed her amber eyes and took a deep breath, before opening them again. “L'odore della natura.” she spoke, the smell of nature, in her native language. She walked towards the cabin, still awed by it. By the time she got inside she was ecstatic. Once she got to the bedrooms hall, she turned right and walked into one of the bedrooms that still had its door open. She tossed down her stuff and went into the bathroom to quickly brush her long brown hair, fix her outfit, and leave the room, closing the door behind her, to go meet her friends.

with ;; nobody