Love is in the air ♥♥ Teen romance rp ♥♥ Accepting ♥♥

[zer0...]

Andy smiled at her as he walked in, the strong scent of cinnamon hitting his nose.

[~Long Way Home~]

Shae gestered at the tables "Sit down" she stated simply and calmly fixed two plates of pancakes eggs and bacon she handed one plate to Andy and sat by him

[b r e e z y]

(Anyone open?)

[zer0...]

Andy took the plate. "Thanks." He said, starting to eat.
{I'm trying to make my posts more like I normally post them}

{I know lost by my heart has two people open}

[~Long Way Home~]

(im to lazy and tired to make them all long and pretty, I have Nathan and Alexandra open)
Shae chuckled softly she ate quietly glancing at her plate grinning to herself

[zer0...]

Andy finished not long after Shae. "What do you wanna do now?" He asked, looking around.

[b r e e z y]

(Nathan can meet up with Alexis or something.. i also have Michael.)

Alexis walked out of her cabin, and sat down, on the outside. She wasn't that shy about meeting people, it's just she hasn't talked to anyone, yet. She glanced around the camp. Don't know why I haven't talked to people yet..She thought to herself, looking around the camp.

[Joey.]

((Er.... Someone want to bump into my characters?))

[zer0...]

{Maybe Michael and one of Joey Suicides characters can rp?}

[Joey.]

||Fable||

Stepping outside in an outfit consisting of a black over shirt that was cut up in the back into a large radioactive symbol, underneath a white tank top that shoved the tattoo on her chest and both arms. She had a pair of black ripped shorts that went to her thighs, also showing the tattoos there, and to top it off, a pair of black knee high converse with white laces. Though she was a pretty dark and punk looking female, she had very light makeup, only a dash of Chapstick and some black eyeliner with wings.
The punk moved her red dreadlocks out of her face and off of her shoulders, letting them all drape behind her like branches of a weeping willow.
Fable felt quite a few pairs of eyes on her, eyeing her many tattoos and her red dreads.
The dread-head cleared her throat and glanced in one females direction, obviously the woman was a little judgmental and may have been a mother based on her age and look.
The woman grimaced at her, wrinkling her nose as if Fable was dirt beneath her feet.
"Look, ma'am, i want no trouble, but I am not very fond of people staring at me, so if you could possibly refrain....that'd be lovely." She spoke up, her accent very soft around her words, which weren't mean or snide sounding at all in her opinion.
"Well if you could refrain from going out in public like you are then maybe you wouldnt get odd stares." The woman replied coldly.
Taken aback, Fable furrowed her red brows at the woman, "ma'am, i did not mean to offend..." She began.
"Oh I believe you are offending yourself as well as all of us, being a you're dressed like a woman who stands on a street corner."
The Norwegian punk bit her lip and hugged her elbows, now feeling insecure, not replying.

The woman crossed her arms, scowling at her, "You teenagers disgust me, I suppose you self harm?" She asked with a snort.
Fable flinched, "N-no, I don't actually." She snapped, scraping every last bit of courage in her body to snap at the now startled woman.

||Alexander||

A loud buzzing sound woke Alexander, who was tangled in his black blanket, his hair going every which way, he grunted, pushed the dismissing button on his alarm and got up, tripping over his own legs as he grabbed a change of clothes and slid into the bathroom, plugging his straightener in and changing into a pair of tight black skinny jeans with chains dangling from his back pockets and a black v-neck that showed his chest tattoo he brought a cigarette to his lips, then brought his straightener to the cigarette, the heat licking up Alexander's face, making him cringe a bit but he held it to the cigarette until it lit, then began straightening his hair, hairspraying it when finished, he unplugged It and left it in the sink, he leaned into the sink slightly to get closer to the mirror as he put spiked studs in his upper lip and bottom lip, then lifted his shirt slightly, looking at his new hip piercings, which were slightly red rimmed and swollen, he sighed, dropping his shirt on his thin torso and moved his hair forward a bit to examine his gauges, which he needed to upsize soon, not liking the 1 inch sizes anymore. He walked out of the bathroom, tossing his pajamas into the hamper beside the bathroom door, he walked to two medium-sized tanks in his room, lifting a white snake named Isara, he let her wrap herself around his left forearm, then did the same to Harmonia, the black ball python, he slid his leather jacket on over them, grinning. "Alright, let's get out of here," He muttered to himself, fixing his hair once more before exiting the house, stepping down the front steps and walked down the sidewalk, smiling faintly.