|•| Camp Rosewood |•| Open & Accepting |•|

[Emily Senpai]

{ Accepted! }

[Zaphod Riker]

((Yay! Let me make myself a starter ~))

[Emily Senpai]

{ Okay. }

Damon laid down on his back in the grass, playing wildly at the Sonic game he was currently playing. He tongue stuck out in concentration.

[Brallie!]

(cece is open)
cece- i got bored and put my phone away which had no reception and walked outside to the lake. I wondered around, is the entire summer going to be like this.....guess dad was right it will defiantly be less work then being at home

[Zaphod Riker]

Glacé smiles, resting his head on Ricker's lap as his dad drove them to the camp. Both of their luggage was in the back trunk, and Ricker seems uneasy, per the norm. Ricker looks out the window, frowning slightly and wiping his eyes as they pull up to the camp. Waking up Glacé, Ricker forces a small smile. "Hhh... Come on... We're ready to go..." He says, as if out of breath. He just normally sounded like that. The boy helps his disabled friend out of the car, before his father helps get the luggage out of the car, and speeding off, not even bothering to say goodbye to Ricker. "Hhh..." He breathes quietly, holding Glacé's arm with one hand, and his luggage in the other, as he makes his way to cabin three.

Later, Glacé and Ricker both sit on the steps of their cabin. Glacé gets up, smiling as he starts to play with the various rocks in the ground, even digging a hold to get more. Ricker looks around, looking at the flagpole first, then the other cabins, then the mess hall. "Hhh..."

[Brallie!]

cece- i wondered around and finally just sat on the dock and let my feet dangle i looked at the water and messed around then layed back and looked at the clouds...this i could get used to

[idek]

Name:
Tristan Jacobs


Nick Name(s):
"uhm, I respond to anything that starts with a T really.."

Age:
18

Gender:
Male

Hair Color:
Brown

Eye Color:
Blue

Personality:
Tristan is really goofy and loves to talk but he will never be the one to initiate a conversation. He usually gives his full attention to one thing and will often get side tracked because of this, and as much as Tristan loves being social he's pretty bad at it and always end up embarrassing himself along the way. When he's not busy embarrassing himself hes pretty quiet and tends to think about a lot.

History:
"Nothing action packed, I lost my dad when I was three,I'm not sure if he left or...anyway from then on it was just me and my mom. She kept remarrying though, the first step dad stole my college savings so hes gone now. The second is really not a nice guy, drinks too much, swears all the time. The good news is they're ending now and I get a break from it all by going to camp"

Likes:
Art
Animals
talking
graffiti
sushi

Dislikes:
pessimists

Cabin Number:
One

Orientation:
straight

Crush:
none

Bf/gf:
"I don't think anyone can put up with me for very long..."

Theme Song:

[Emily Senpai]

{ Accepted! }

Pretty soon, Damon had beat the game and now needed something to do. He looked around to Mack's sure no one was watching, then pulled off his shirt. He then laid back down, letting the Sun warm his pale skin . Though he was not in it much, Damon loved the warm feeling the Sun gave off.

[Emily Senpai]

{ }

[Zaphod Riker]

Glacé hums, grabbing Ricker's wrist and starting to wander around camp, an enthusiastic smile on the boys face. "C'mon... R'ckr..." He says, unable to say Ricker's name correctly. "Play!" He says loudly, picking up an abandoned basketball and tossing it to Ricker.

Ricker grunts as the ball hits his chest, catching it in his arms. The way he saw things, everything besides Glacé made him scared. What if the other boys beat him up? Or what if there was a snake in the dresser? Or perhaps even a murder? He didn't know, and this made him start to shake, tossing the ball back to Glacé. "Hhh... Play..."