Secrets let Loose { Accepting; Semi Lit }

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For months in your class you've been letting loose all your problems, under the false pretenses that they would be kept secret. Two weeks ago, a student 'broke into' a locker that held all journals, stealing them. The truth, though, is that a teacher sold a third of each notebook to three students, leaving the duty of putting the pieces together to the students.
Even though each student only has part of the book, a cliff hanger ending or beginning, that does not mean they are left with no secrets.
Releasing them, slowly and methodically, is the way to go, to cause the most grief.
So, now you whole lifes story, including the abuse you've ever suffered, bullying, hard break-ups, and things of the sort have been released out for the whole school to laugh about.

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1. CS rules, obviously.
2. This is a PG-13 RP, that means no extreme violence, gore, etc. But fighting and drama is extremely encouraged.
3. 2-3 thick paragraphs minimum per post, please, excluding writers block. Good grammar and punctuation. That means no text talk.
4. No more than four people per person.
5. I will accept three people that own a third of the journals, and unlimited people who used to have journals.
6. Keep swearing under control. If you're going to swear, use censors. {But not the f word. It's not allowed, not even censored out.}
7. No ANIME photos. Use Real Life pictures, only!
8. Put OOC's in some kind of brackets.
9. No powerplaying and such.
10. This is a teen roleplay, because they are in school. Ages 14-18, so freshman-seniors.
11. I will choose two mini-mods...If I feel like it.
12. No freaking Sues. Everyone has a problem, but not everyone has the same. Not everyone is abused, bullied, such.
13. Forms are not extremely important in my eyes, you don't have to do a huge one. Just the basics.
14. If you have any questions about the plot, feel free to PM me.
15. May add more later.

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Current owners, due to purchase:

Old owners, and writers of journals:
Naomi Pewt
Tori Mason
Demetra Tanner

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Reserved, just in case.

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Reserved.

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NOW ACCEPTING.

[chewnicorn]

Username: Rocky158

Name: Naomi Kathryn Pewt

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Description: She is about 5' 6" and average weight. She has a short pixi haircut that was origanally black. Then she died it the cotten candy pink and blue it is now. Her average outfit is a pair of skinny jeans, a pair of converse, and of course her favorite neon orange hoodie. Occasionally she wears her panda bear hat, but that's basically it. Only on very special occasions will she wear a skirt, maybe a dress. She is always carrying her purple bag around which consists of her school things, journal, and other things she needs to have with her at all times. Her journal is a light turquoise blue covered in a frenzy of stickers and doodles.

Personality: Naomi tends to have a split personaliy. She seems too happy and giggly most of the time, but thats considered her "normal" side. It's uncommon for her to be her all depressed/upset side. This side tends to have mood swings with the not so good moods. She may break out crying or have an angry yelling fit. It ust depends waht side of the bed she wakes up on. Right, left, upside down, these just depict her mood of the day. Each personality is very distinct and obvious to the outside world, but Naomi? She doesn't notice.

History: Naomi's parents are very very rich, but they've never told her a why. She just assumed that her parents invented something or owned a big company. They've always spoiled her and she hated it. She wants to move out the second her high school diploma touches the palm of her hand. Now she still loves them, but they just don't understand what kind of situation she is in. Having everything handed to you on a silver-no, gold platter.

Excerpt from journal:
Journal,

I hate him, I hate him, I HATE him!!! Why can't my parents just understand me!! How would you like it, Journal, if your dad has lied to you the whole 17 years of your existance?! Well not technically lie but hid, very well except for one slip up. Last night, I went to bed around maybe ten 'o' clock PM and I woke up about several hours later to hear this ruckus downstairs. I slipped on my slippers and tip-toed down the stairs. Peering into the kitchen I see the back of my dad and a women. They were talking and the women was holding some sort of cage. I squinted and saw it was a very small monkey. I had seen it somewhere, in my science textbook! I recalled. It was a rare, almost extinct monkey. The woman handed my dad a big wad of bills and kissed him good-bye. Not the peck on the lips, but full throttle "I love you so much" kiss. I won't go into any details, Journal, but it was something I did not want to see. But that's not the point, Journal. As the woman left my dad turned and left seeing me. I began to cry looking at my dad. "Why? Why?" I repeated. He looked at me and said almost sincerely, "It wasn't what it looked like honey," he tried giving me a hug, but I pushed him away. "I don't want hands that have touched those poor animals and that little skanky-" I won't say the rest because it won't be words I want to repeat ever again in my life. Not only was my dad smuggling exotic animals, but he was cheating on mom! I feel so bad for Powell now because my dad is a big fat *the rest is torn off*

Other:She owns a Mccaw anmed Powell

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{Rocky, I've been looking through you past posts. Do you think you can handle 2-3 thick paragraphs? If you will, please PM me an example of your roleplaying.}

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{That's cleared, and you've been added :3}

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Bumpeth.