camp tahoe;; new and accepting

[neal caffrey.]

[I have Theodore and Bree...]

[condition terminal]

thomas;;
Thomas smiled genuine giving a glance to the girl he first talked to. "It's totally fine she was just wondering at we do. " Thomas told jacerie. Both of them seemed nice. The first girl he met looked a little bored but Thomas wouldn't let that happen. He knew that this was going to be great. Great for helping him and his lacrosse skills. A breeze pasted by. The sun was up and it was pretty warm but there was one noticeable breeze in the air. Thomas still carried his bags. He knew which cabin he was in. Hey told him the day before now.

[loyal]

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After leaving Clarissa, Ben headed towards his cabin. When he entered, he was disappointed to find that nobody else was there to greet him. In fact, it looked like they hadn't even arrived to choose a bed then. It looked like he was getting first pick. He glanced around the cabin, before shrugging and tossing his backpack onto the one nearest the door. He shoved his duffel bag under the bed, then stood and pulled several heavy textbooks out of his backpack. He left the backpack on the bed to show it had been claimed, and dropped the books on the side table. As he stepped out of the cabin, Ben waved at a smiling, friendly-looking person. "Hello." He said, silently congratulating himself that he had chosen the right language the first time, without having to stumble through three different languages before he got to one that the person he was talking with understood. "Do you know what we're supposed to be doing?" He queried, gesturing around at the campers milling around.
tagged;; Theodore

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Nobody else in her cabin seemed to have arrived to pick a bunk yet, so Roan collected her instruments into one area of the room next to a bed near the window. She sighed, arranging photographs of her mum and the few other trinkets she'd brought onto her side table. Not bothering to unpack her clothes, she carefully checked the protective case on her third-best harp. It was the biggest instrument she'd brought, since she wasn't exactly going to bring her own piano, and she preferred to use her own instrument. She hadn't brought her better harps in order to save them from whatever weather changes happened- the cabins weren't the best place to keep something easily bothered by humidity. She sighed, then grasped her violin's case. The schedule was unclear to her, so she might as well bring one of her instruments with her. The cabin door closed behind her with a creak and a bang, and Roan clattered down the steps. She nearly whacked into someone who was standing at the base of them. "Ouch. Sorry."
tagged;; Jordan

[Well, you didn't give me anything really to go on, sivan., so I took that literally.
solangelo, I hope you don't mind that I just transplanted Teddy from 'walking around' to 'walking in front of cabin 5'. c;
Hey peeta;, is there going to be some kind of opening ceremony or something?]

[condition terminal]

[sure yeah,we can have an opening cermoney and hav everyone meet and stuff]

[Kitkatpoptarts]

((Sorry, im on moblie a ot and don't have enough to make a good form. I swear to you, when school ends next week and summer beings, i will have more time to go online on my laptop and make a good form to submit.))

[condition terminal]

[okay that's fine ]

[Boo23]

•Corey Wilson•

Name; Corey
Age; 18
Gender; Female
Sexuality; Bisexual
Speciality; Combat

Personality; Quiet and shy unless she's in combat then she's practically deadly, Corey is a good fighter who hardly loses.
History; Doesn't talk about it there's no point.



*~sorry I'm on my phone and his is the way I could do~*

[condition terminal]

[accepted]

[king.]

↪↪ J O R D A N
★ you know it's all just a game that i'm playing ! ★
(location;; the camp.) (doing;; walking) (tags;; Roan) (mood;; cheerful) (ooc;; sorry bout that. *crap.)
Jordan was slightly surprised at the girl almost bumping into him. *Scheiße.. He muttered, fixing his hat as he looked at the girl. I'm sorry, too, I wasn't watching where I was going.. Jordie said, looking down at his feet. I'm Jordan, but call me whatever. He muttered under his breath, taking his hat off his head, running a hand through his hair, and placing the hat back on. Jordan looked at the girl, his bright blue eyes examining the girl. He tilted the hat downwards, so you couldn't see his eyes. Jordie shuffled a bit as he looked behind the lid of the hat, chewing his lower lip.



by the way - since he is a polygot, i will be having him speak different languages..

[neal caffrey.]

■ bree collins ■ photography ■ open ■

Brianna looked outside the window of the taxi a bit tired of hearing his twin brother babbling about how exciting this camp thing for talented kids would be for the two of them and how it might be an opportunity to meet new people with the same likes as her. Bree had her camera ready to take shots of everything she saw and she had seen lots of things, but there was no way the cab would stop just for her to take a picture of a beautiful bird that she had never seen before back in the boring streets of Brooklyn. When the car came to a stop Bree took her time getting out of the vehicle, not sure what to expect of the place. It was gorgeous, and before the girl had time to turn her camera on, Theodore Collins was pushing her towards their luggage -the cab driver put them down for them- and telling her something before running off. Bree felt lost and terrified. Her green eyes darted around before she carefully started walking towards the cabins.

■ teddy collins ■ poetry ■ tagged; ben ■

For what he had seen there were a bunch of kids socializing with each other, and he could catch a glimpse of purple hair entering a cabin but he couldn't be sure it was Bree or another chick who happened to have her exact same hair color. Teddy didn't say anything, but kept walking. The camp seemed fun and he had been walking for about three minutes or less. He was so concentrated on his surroundings he didn't notice when someone greeted him. Okay, notice, yes he did, but Teddy thought that it would be for another person and not directed towards him. The second question let the boy thinking, because actually there was nothing certain in this place that he knew about they had to be doing. I don't think so, but I hope there's some food soon 'cause I'm starving. Teddy said with a faked wince. I'm Teddy, by the way. Or Ted. Or Theo. Or whatever you'd like, honestly.