CarrieJo96 wrote:˩σσκιиɢ Ғσя α 1ϰ1 Ƥαятиɛя
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I am an experienced and mature roleplayer. I expect you to be as well.
I am a pretty good speller, and my grammar is okay. I'm not perfect though and sometimes I might slip up and make a mistake. But hey who doesn't? So if your one of those grammar nazis who tell me my mistakes from each post I will probably shoot you. I hate it when people are always whining and crap about I missed stuff so don't even bother.
I prefer forum instead of pm because my inbox gets rather cluttered and its hard to keep up sometimes.
I am a girl, but I can play both male and female. But please do not pm me begging to play the girl, it gets rather annoying.
I can write an average of 8 lines per post depending on what I have to work with. I expect you to match it or do your best.
I never write one liners, if I have to it will take me about a day to post just to have something good. I put a lot of time and effort into my posts and I expect you to as well.
I do not tolerate people who say they are going to roleplay and after everything's set up they leave. It is very annoying and time consuming so please do not do this. Please let me know if you are not interested, and you can expect me to as well.
I will post as often as I can, but please bear with me I am rather busy sometimes, and I am usually using my iPod because the only computer we own is my mom's. So please do not keep bugging me everyday. I clearly see that you have posted and I will be getting right to it.
I can be a pretty nice person at times, but don't worry I won't bite your arm off or anything. I am open to ideas and suggestions, just as long as they are reasonable.
I will just go ahead and say that I am emo so my characters probably will be too. If you have a problem with this please don't even bother.
I roleplay in third person mostly. I cannot stand it when people try to make themselves the character. Example: I walked down the sidewalk with my bag over my shoulder. I wasn't paying attention and I ran into you. Please please please do NOT roleplay like this. If you do then don't bother.. Thankyou.

Ħɛяɛ'ƨ тнɛ Ƭнιиɢƨ Ƭнαт Ɩ Ɖσ Яσℓɛ-Ƥℓαʏ
Emo Romance[5/5]
Dragon/Rider[5/5]
Fallen Angels[5/5]
Interesting plots[5/5]
Runaways[4/5]
Forbidden romance[4/5]
Arranged marriage[4/5]
Stranded on an island[4/5]
Straight[4/5]
Kidnapped/Kidnapper[3/5]
Gay[3/5]
Werewolves[2/5]
Master/Servant[2/5]
Ħɛяɛ ιƨ Ɯнαт Ɩ Ɯιℓℓ Иσт βɛ Ɖσιиɢ
Animals
Anime based
Twilight
Justin bieber
Celebrities
Paranormal
Lesbian
Anything that I have not mentioned above.
Ƭнɛƨɛ Δяɛ α Ғɛω σғ Ѧʏ βɛƨт Ɯяιтιиɢƨ:

Emma woke up one morning as the alarm started beeping loudly at her. She moaned and pushed the covers away from her face and hit the button. As she started to go back to sleep though she could hear her mother calling up the stairs. "Time to get up sweetie or your going to miss your bus!" Emma mumbled a few words under her breath and pushed the covers away from her body. She sat up slowly and walked to her mirror. "Gosh I look like a zombie." She said to herself as she picked up her headband and put her hair back out of her face. Unzipping her makeup bag she started putting the makeup over her face slowly, making sure to get it just right. Once she was done she took the headband out of her curly and wavy hair and started brushing it out. The tangles started falling out of her hair one by one until she was done and got her hair just right. Emma walked over to her closet and got a pair of her ripped jeans and a black t-shirt with her favorite band over the front of it. It was only a few more minutes until the bus would arrive. Luckily though she was pretty fast when it came to changing her clothes. At one point she almost considered being a helper for a magician doing that sort of stuff. She got dressed and grabbed her white hoodie and put it over her head. The hoodie had pink and purple markings over the front, but nothing to girly like flowers and stuff. Looking into the mirror once more she let out a slight sigh and then started heading towards the door. She was halfway down the steps when she realized something though. She looked down at her feet and let out a quiet curse under her breath. She hurried back up the stairs as fast as she could so she could grab her black leather boots. Having to put them on while she hopped down the stairs yet again, she finally got them zipped up all the way and got out the door. She had missed the bus though. Today just wasn't her day apparently.

Bryan walked around his room with his hand over his face, his thumb and his first finger resting on the top of his nose that led to his forehead with his eyes closed as he paced back and forth in his room thinking. It wasn't very long before this until his parents had decided he would have to be married before leading his country. He was pretty much fine with that until they also told him it was going to be an arranged marriage. He hated this idea, and he didn't see a point. His parents were always telling him how that they got married from being in an arranged setup and how they became very fond of each other. Bryan didn't want someone who he would be fond of though, and he certainly didn't want to be forced into something. The whole point of being married was being with the one whom you loved and cherished so that you could call the person yours, that you could be one, and basically live happily ever after. Now there is this new rule. Arranged marriage. It felt like he was a trapped dog being forced to breed with the other females. He couldn't take it hardly at all. His maid walked into the room and he looked up at her. "Can I do anything for you sir?" she had asked him in her sweet ringing voice. Bryan smiled at her slightly and shook his head, "No and how many times must I tell you Audrie, you don't have to call me sir. We're friends last time I checked." He said to her. The maid looked up at him, "Yes si- I mean Bryan. I will be going now." She said and left the room to continue her work.

Emma looked up at the ceiling feeling very bored. She looked over at her skateboard that was still lying on the floor, kinda wanting to go back and practice. More or less go back and see if he was still there, but she decided not to since her leg was still hurting and he probably went home. Slowly she moved up into a sitting position on her bed. She almost felt bad now, had she given him the wrong impression? What a way to scare off someone you had just met.. She shook her head, running her fingers up through her hair she stood up and walked downstairs taking one step at a time listening to her dad who had come in. He was on the phone with someone, not knowing who but he sounded angry. He had hung up the phone with a loud slam and she looked at him with a concerned look. "Dad..? Whats going on? Whats wrong?" She asked him. Her dad only stood there with a hand over his face, his thumb and his first finger over the bridge of his nose. These go together but they are two different posts Emma's dad looked up at her finally, and told her what was going on. He had gotten fired from his job and the people weren't going to be sending him anymore parts for his at home job. Emma rubbed her forehead trying to think. "I'll just go and get a job then.." She said to him. Of course her dad said no, that he wasn't going to have someone else paying for them to live. Thoughts started running through her mind, if only her mom was still here..everything would have been fine. She wasn't about to blame everything on him though, and even if she had to she would sneak around and find someone way to help them out. Without saying another word, she left out of the house grabbing her black and white hoodie as she grabbed her skateboard. By now it was already dark outside, she didn't care all that much about it though. She liked the dark. She started just walking down the sidewalk with her skateboard in hand and headed towards the bigger part of this town.

Ƭнιƨ ιƨ Ħσω Ɩ Яσℓɛ-Ƥℓαʏ Ɯнɛи Ɩ Ħαʌɛ Ƨσмɛтнιиɢ тσ Ɯσяκ Ɯιтн:
Olivia rolled her eyes, "Yeah, only I doubt you would have the guts to do it since you like me to much." She said throwing his comment back into his face. She looked over at her phone still sitting on the arm of the chair. She stretched her arm out and grabbed it, pulling it back to where she could see. She clicked the red button, straining to see the numbers on the screen seeing as how her eyes were still adjusting. "Its 9:27.." She mumbled before setting her phone in her pocket. "I should probably get going at some point.. as much as I don't want to though." She said sadly, really not wanting to go but since she had been gone all night her parents would probably be looking for her about now. Most people usually knew where she went as well so it probably wouldn't be to hard for them to find her now, and then that would cause even more problems.

Emma glared at him with a cold look. She saw that there were things going through his head, but ignored it. There was no reason he should have dragged her into all this mess. It wasn't any of her business anyways. She looked out of the old and dark alley way to see that the skies were just starting to get darker, probably to dark for her to walk home now. Especially seeing as how the people he was talking about obviously had seen her and thought she had something to do with this. It was all to confusing though, she still didn't know what was going on and she was going to figure out a way out of this. No matter what it took. "Well why in the hell did you drag me of all people into your problem? They probably saw me and thinking I have something to do with this so now they are going to be looking for me too." She said to him, figuring there might be an easier way out of this than she though she also added, "What if I don't keep quiet about it though? Then whats going to happen." She said to him, ignoring the sharp look he was giving her. She could really care less.

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