ᴼᵁᴿ ᶠᴼᵁᴿ ᴸᴱᴳᴳᴱᴰ ᶜᴼᴹᴾᴬᴺᴼᴵᴺˁ // ᵒᵖᵉᶰ & ᵃᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗᶤᶰᵍ

[abeille]

❝ Friendship. It's the most important thing a canine has to offer.
After all, each and every dog has their own specific purpose which is perplex
and astonishing in the same was as the dog's personality. And your dog? Well he's the greatest.
Not a thing in the world could shift you relationship. In fact,
you and your canine partner have managed to bond drastically; even as you both strived through the
school year. Improving academically and physically. And now that the seasons have changed
for the better it's just you and your old pal again. Right?
Nothing to get in your way. Just a fun filled summer at the lake with a couple of people
you may or may not know and your closest companion to accompany you.
How bad could it possibly be? ❞

[abeille]

☄ мιɢнт αѕ well wαrм υp тo тнeѕeѕ ɢυyѕ.
yoυr ɢoɴɴα вe ѕpeɴdιɴɢ αɴ αwғυlly loɴɢ тнree мoɴтнѕ wιтн тнeм.

[[ Miley Forest Brey. (And her dog Marmalade) ]]
[[ Ryder Marie Threatt. (And her dog Sasha) ]]
[[ Hanna Elizabeth Brooks. (And her dog Duke) ]]
[[ Terith Palea Lridessa (And her dog Proud) ]]
[[ Delilah Megan Drew (And her dog Hachi) ]]
[[ Nevada Amber Roberts. (And her dog Emmie-Lou) ]]

[[ Avery Hudson Thomas. (And his dog Sophie) ]]
[[ Jayden Ian Andrews. (And his dog Bluegrass) ]]
[[ Alex Robert Mathews. (And his dog Kai) ]]
[[ Beck Denai Hero Augero. (And his dog Lilee) ]]
[[ Reserved for Cactus. ]]
[[ Male spot. ]]

[abeille]

❝ So here's what's going on. You and your beloved four legged friend have decided a summer by the lake is just a splendid idea for you and your companions. And so you've made arrangements; like any other organized teen. And now, you and eleven other friends, are about to spend a fun filled, three months, at 'camp'. Although as lucky as you are to be on this trip; you'll be staying in log cabins. And this camp? It's on one of the finger lakes, a familiar term I would hope, in Skaneateles, upstate Ny. All of your camp passes include access into the small town of Skaneateles, and the best part about the finger lake your staying next to? The dairy. Which means world renowned Ice cream parlors, and lots of interesting cheeses. If your the hungry type of course. But you aren't fooling anyone. We all now your smitten over Ice cream. Another positive thing about your trip; the people. You, your best buddies, and you dogs will all be staying together in this summer bonding trip. And the activities? They include copious amounts of hiking, bike riding, and bonfires. But with your pals surrounding you, the possibilities are endless. So have a blast! It's your summer, alone with you canine and friends. So make the most of it right?
And don't forget to tell your fog how grateful you are that their able to come. Because they'll be at your side all day every day. ❞

[abeille]

ιғ yoυ нαve αɴy qυeѕтιoɴѕ;
pleαѕe pм мe.

Literacy. This role play is high semi-literate. And that means each post must consist of at least seven sentences each and every time you post. The sentences must make a medium sized paragraph. S Im not talking about sentences the go; 'I walked my dog. We ate our lunch. Then we left." No. I mean detailed, literate, sentences. And if you do find yourself with writers block, please don't post. Its not fair to the person your role-playing with if your typing up half-hearted responses and their giving it their all.

Characters. You may only have one character unless, through pm, I have given you special permission to make two. In addition, everyone must create a human, and dog for this particular role-play. The plot is about a human and their canine companion and I would like to keep it that way. Another thing to add; I will not accept any emos, goths, or homosexuals in this role play. I have nothing against them, they just don't fit into my plot, and I'd prefer they weren't a part of this particular role-play.

Drama. Drama is an encourage part of this role-play; yes. But that does not mean crazy pregnancies, suicides, or unknown plot changes. If you would like to be apart of something major in the plot, or you just have an Idea, pm me. Relationships, the drama they bring about is okay. Just don't get to carried away. Remember, this role-play is about you and your dog away with a couple of friends. Try not to forget that and go crazy.

Posts. Make your posts pretty. I can't stress this one enough. I love creativity and would love to see everyone decorate their posts. And I don't mean lyrics every where, but put a name up top somewhere. Or a quote too. It makes the post look better. One more thing; pictures are not allowed. Chicken Smoothie staff has ruled them out as spam so the only pictures you may post are on your form.

Reservations. This is an invite only role-play, and only those who have received an invite may reserve or post here. If you are invited any you would like to reserve your character a space, that's great! but keep in mind that your reservation only last for three day; seventy six hours. I don't do this to exclude anyone, I do it to provide space for anyone else I've messaged, who hasn't pmed me back. Also when reserving, please be sure to state your name, gender and dog breed. As I would like for two of those things to remain different. So there can't be any dogs of the same breed or any people with the same name. cool?

Tess/Nick's rules. You see this rule every where. There's no need to stress the point because of that, but it's just put here as a reminder that you must follow all rules placed by Tess and Nick. If you haven't read their rules, pm me and I will happily send you the 'role-play rules' link.


eɴjoy yoυrѕelғ!

[abeille]

αll credιт тo тнιѕ lovely ғorм ɢoeѕ тo dropαwαy

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[size=150]❝[/size][size=95]Hey there! I'm [i]insert full name here[/i], but people usually call me [i]insert nickname here[/i].[/size][size=150]❞[/size]


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[size=150]❝[/size][size=95]Well, considering that you might possibly be blind, let me describe myself. [i]insert description here. at least 6 lines[/i][/size][size=150]❞[/size]


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[size=150]❝[/size][size=95]I'm surprised you haven't figured out my personality yet. What a shame. Anyways, I am [i]insert stereotype here[/i]. I guess my personality could be described as [i]insert personality here. at least 6 lines[/i][/size][size=150]❞[/size]


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[size=150]❝[/size][size=95]My history? Sheesh, you're getting a little personal now. Uh.. I guess my history is pretty lame, but here's some important parts. [i]insert big historical happenings in your characters life[/i][/size][size=150]❞[/size]


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[size=150]❝[/size][size=95]Well, that's almost all of it. I have some cool, and not so cool, things about me! [i]insert 'cool'/'not cool' facts[/i][/size][size=150]❞[/size]


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[size=150]❝[/size][size=95]You bet I have a dog! He/she's the absolute coolest. His/Her name is [i]Put your dog's name right here[/i], I take him/her everywhere. Here's some background info about us; [i]Background info here[/i].[/size][size=150]❞[/size]


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[size=150]❝[/size][size=95]Nice meeting you, I gotta go see my friends! Bye![/size][size=150]❞[/size]

[abeille]

Just a small notice; this role-play is not meant for smaller dogs. And because of this, I'll only be accepting medium to large breeds.
• Golden Retriever
• Flat-coated Retriever
• Golden Husky mix
• Bernese Mountain Dog
• Akita Inu
• Australian Shepard
• Norwegian Elkhound
• Belgian Malinois
• Collie mix (With some siberian husky)
• Greyhound
• Samoyed

• Well, it's a gorgeous day. Cool, not overly
hot and most definitely sunny. The lake's the best part.
It's perfectly refreshing for you and your canine companion.
With an absolutely gorgeous feel, You can expect clear skies all day, not a
chance of rain to put a damper on your plans. Winds are on the low today.
Which means there's no point in trying to wind surf. You'd only end up in
the lulling liquid beneath you.

• The lake your staying at. [x] [x]
• A cabin for the girlies. [x]
• A cabin for the guys. [x]
• What does the beach look like? [x]
• A quaint little town. [x]
• World famous Ice cream. [x] [x]
• I hear there's a food stand? [x]
• Whats the bait and tackle stand like? [x]
• And the coffee shop? [x]

[abeille]

[abeille]

❝ 'Vas Happening chika?! Just kidding. I don't even like one direction!
Anyways, How do ya' do? I'm the almost imponderable Miley Forest Brey, but people usually call me Smiley or forest. They're names right? And they stick so yeah. But I do ask, very politely too, that you refrain from calling me Miley please. I already get enough crap about that. I am in no way shape or form a 'Miley Cyrus' fanatic. My names just Miley. God people. Get over yourselves. Please? I am an eighteen year old, but my birthday's in july, july seventh to be exact. That true statement, means I'm going to be nineteen in like, a month. ❞


❝ Well, considering that you might possibly be blind, let me describe myself. And in the case that you are blind; it's okay. I understand how tough everyday life can be for the visually impaired. So yeah. Im me, and just incase you were wondering, Im a hundred and twenty percent female. And sorry girlies. I know you really want all this and you probably wish you could check, but you can't. Because this here Smiley Miley is most positively straight. Just like my hair! Which is indeed a dirty blonde. It may in fact be a type of brown. But who cares? It just some irrelevant color. Correct? And besides, you wont see it that often because it's typical placement on my head is either in a nice loose bun, or if it's pleasant out, a tight side pony. And yeah, on the rare occasion it's down, I let it lay over my shoulders. It is breast length. So moving along, Im a girl of average height, although I do fall for taller guys so I can stand on my tippy toes when we kiss in the rain. Dreamy 'eh? Well it doesn't matter if you care because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. Said Doctor Seuss. My weight is pretty average too. And Im actual proud of my proportioned body health; Although there is one smal imperfection my body has cursed me with that I simply can't take. It's really irritating. I have no boobs. Yep. Im an eighteen year old with b cups. The world sucks, what can I say? My skin has an adorable golden honey, butterscotch colored hue. Mostly because I enjoy tanning, but it compliments my hair, so it's all good here. ❞

❝ I'm actually surprised you haven't figured out my personality yet. I mean, I've only been talking to you for an hour now. What a shame. Anyways, I am your typical 'Hipster' Although I don't quite agree with that name. It sounds like something you would call a gang member. Yuck. Well since your practically making me, I guess my personality could be described as Bubbly and individual. My god, sometimes I questions how my friends put up with me; how Nick put up with me four ten years. I believe you'd have to be crazy. But were all mad here. Quote from Alice in Wonderland; great movie by the way, you should look into it if you haven't already seen it. Moving along, hopefully getting to the point, I am pretty 'chill'. A lot of stuff doesn't bother me. And I do certainly try to please. Whats the point in being happy if no one else around you is merry. W I P ❞


❝ My history? Sheesh, you're getting a little personal now. Uh.. I guess my history is pretty lame, but here's some important parts. insert big historical happenings in your characters life ❞



❝ Well, that's almost all of my life story you nosy body. But just for future reference; I have some interesting, and not so interesting, things about me that i'm actually willing to share! Well let me think. In the first grade, I failed a test because I couldn't remember what the color beige looked like. And then in the third gradeI brought my pet rabbit, his name was chester, into school for show and tell and received a 'D' as my grade because rabbits aren't interesting animals. Or at least that's what my teacher Mrs. Hannewald thought. And then, when I got into high school, my first year, two boys decided it would be funny to harass me because of my first name. So I punched the one, Brad Tomly, in the face and got ISS (In school suspension) for a week. Normally I don't do that, Im pretty easy going, and bubbly. But I hated those to kids. So much. Um. When I was seven, my dad and mom moved me from Texas to Massachusetts and I had a hard time leaving our six hens behind. I guess I really had a lonely child hood. It's not my fault my parents stopped at one kid; right?
Oh, and one more thing, my best friend in the whole wide world up until tenth grade was Nick Cowen. Man, that boy was the most amazing thing that ever happened to me; but of course, his girlfriend ruined that ten year friendship we had. Should have seen it coming but I was to naive and I lost my best friend to a wh-re. I would've slapped her, but I didn't want to get sl-ut all over me. So I walked away, and I haven't talked to him since. ❞

❝ Your joking right? Pfft; you bet I have a dog! He is the absolute best dog, in like the whole wide world. He is indeed a Golden Retriever and his name is Marmalade, pretty interesting name. Right? To be honest with you, I take that dog everywhere. He's like, my life. Well not completely. I have an actual life too, Marmalade's just an enormous part of it. And because you still look curious, here's some background info about us; Marmalade was a stray. We found him when he was, I don't know, seven weeks old. We were on a family trip in Maine, and my mother heard his 'cries', which sounded more like a squawking bird, in the shed where we had been leaving our bikes. We took him in, despite my father's sour attitude over the matter, and fed him. I have never, in my life, seen a dog eat as fast as Marmalade did on the day we found him. This event, happened three years ago, around the same time me and Nick stopped talking. The presence of the puppy was so comforting, and have a new best friend? It felt even better. The day we left Maine, we packed our bags, then our new found puppy and left. It was about two weeks later that we brought him to the vet for his physical and deworming. The process was long, but in the end we had a happy healthy dog. Eventually the dog, who turned out to be far beyond evil, received a collar, a name, and a location tag. That way he'd never be lost. My mother even insisted we got him micro-chipped, and so we did. All through-out the several months this whole process took, Marmalade ate three pairs of my shoes, one pair of sunglasses, two throw pillows, seven bags of puppy food, a remote control, a softball bat, and all the candy in my easter basket. He was a lot of work. But we still loved him. Time continued to unravel and Marmalade continued to grow, into the big golden dog he is now. Did I mention he's pure evil? Yeah. Still eats everything . ❞


❝ Pleasure meeting you doll, but I have some arrangements to follow through with! Anyhoot; cya round! ❞

[abeille]

[indefinite.]

❝hello, it's very nice to meet you! my name isn't really relevant to you at the moment, but i'll be the one interviewing you today. why don't we start off with you telling me a little about yourself? just tell me whatever you want and we will go from there.❞

"it's nice to meet you too, i think. i'm avery hudson thomas, but mainly i'm called 'dumb ass'. i already know why, but the question is, do you? so, i'm nineteen years old and yes, i have strange hair. dont ask me to cut it off if i think its strange; everybody says that; i just dont want to. i'm bringing back the 70's. i dont know why i was named avery. i guess my mom just really wanted a daughter? so, everyone seems to ask my races. like i know! its all a mix of a bunch of types, but i can tell you, i'm mostly white. i know for a fact though i have some german in me, some frech, some native american, and just a scoop of mexican. also, i just want to get something straight here. i'm athiest. yup, i said it aloud and i'm going to say it again. i'm athiest. nothing too bad right? ok, next question?"

❝so i see. well then, that was nice wasn't it? not to difficult, not to awkward. well how about you tell me a little bit about you and how you think others view you. wait, i forgot who i'm speaking with. why don;t you just tell us how you describe your outsides? simple enough, right?❞

"my outsides.... umm... can't you just tell by me sitting here? what kinda crap is this? fine, fine. i'll get on with it. i'm the pretty boy of your dreams, girl. just kidding, or i think. some chick walked up to me and said that once and asked for a hug. it was too weird to decline. anyways, i'm about 5'11 feet tall and i weigh around 150 pounds, but dont worry. its all muscle baby! i have choppy black hair with a little 'astro boy' flip or as others call it, a cowlick. i have no real clothing style. if a shirt smells good, i just throw it on, but i do favor t-shirts, flannel shirts, basketball shorts, jeans, and basketball shoes. i even have a pair of mocassins. anyways, enough of that. what's next?"

❝good, good. i'm see you provided me with much detail. now how about your personality how do you feel about yourself as a whole, and how do you think others feel about you? please, be as honest and specific as you can.❞

"ok umm well... i'm unique, so to speak. foolish, outgoing, and outspoken, i'm an easy head turner. everyone calls me the life of the party. without me, it would'nt even be a party. hi'm the type of guy you'll see streaking on a saturday night after too many beers, climbing out my truck window to sit on the windshield to show off to a girl, and the type that will make anyone laugh along with me. i'm hilarious. i've been told that i'm a leader at heart. with just a little persuasion, i can make anyone do anything i please. from taking a dare, to going after a girl, and to just plain laughing along with me, it seems everyone is just willing to throw themselves along after me. and i'm not one to object.
so i'm apparently cocky, so everyone says. my mom just calls me stupid and foolish. ok? they're the clueless ones here. most of the stuff i do is pretty hard core, either resulting in severe punishment physically, or just mentally. detention is practucally my home, and as a result, my respect catagory is very high in lacking. i can take some good hits though. most of the crazed things i do always seems to result in me landing on my ass or getting my head stuck in something. however in my mind, all those people that follow me are just going to fling themselves into the same fire to save my 'stupid ass', which isnt always the case. eventually, people get irritated with me, i guess, so much and just abandone me. but i doesnt stop there. i continue about my life untouched by the abandonment.
i'm not afraid to speak my mind. yup, i'll just shout out some rude comment out like its nothing. another flaw. care for another? i doesnt think. at all. i speaks before i thinks, which means anyone close to me must either be very forgiving, or have a high tolerance level. all in all, i means well, but you just have to give me plenty of second chances. like right now. can i have a do over in describing myself? i got a little personal there, bagging on myself and all."

❝excellent, though i'm surprised you feel that way about yourself. now i must warn you, we're going to get a little personal here. what about your history. tell me about your family, any past issues or memories, and how it all affects you to this day, hmm?❞

"well... that is a tough one. so my mom's name is clairice absure, my father preston thomas. i had a sister named evangeline, but she drowned a couple years back. she was just nine years old. well, i never knew my mother much. she was always traveling for her job, and when i was about eleven, my dad found out my mom was cheating on him. she moved away to las vegas, i guess to get more, but she didnt seem to care about me as much either, so i stayed with my dad. so i went about my life with my dad, all until he started becoming a drunk. he would bring home a new girlfriend every weekend and finally i got sick of it. i moved in with my best friend and stayed with him til my dad got his head on straight. we're as close as ever now."

❝i'm sorry to hear, and i send you my condolences. now, lets get past that, shall we? lets move back to you. what are your quirks and talents? skills and weaknesses? tell me them all! i'm more than curious. have you excelled in any of these talents, making them your goals? how do your weakness affect you life?❞

"yes. glad that's over with. quirks and talents? goals and weaknesses? great, and even harder one. perhaps you're a little too curious lady? isn't there another kid you got to interview? no? oh, ok. yeah, i'll get to it. i don't listen, so i guess that counts as a quirk. i'm hilarious, so i'm told, so thats like a talent, making others smile. i have more skills than weaknesses, thank god. my video gaming skills are boss, i can fit half a double double cheeseburger in my mouth, the brute force within my muscles even amazes me, however, i havent the slightest bit of balance, which makes more laughter for everyone, so i'm not sure if that falls under talent or weakness..."

❝how interesting. now, tell me about your dog. how close are you two? what's his name, breed, age, hows his personality? what about his history? any tricks? tell me everything you can about him or her. it's always nice to know about whoever im interviewing's best friend.❞

"my dog? of, you mean molly! yeah she's... she's a good dog. she's a scotia nova duck tolling retriever, golden retriever, german shepherd mix. i know because my father bought her from a breeder for me as an apology gift for being a total ass. it worked. now, molly is about four and a half years now, and she's even more fit than me. me and molly have the exact same personality. its weird huh how that worked out. she's rather foolish at times, but all in all, i know i can depend on her for anything i need. she's loyal like that. like one time, me and my friend matt went hiking in the mountains. i took molly and he took his saint bernard. so this bear showed up, and mol decided to run right up to it and start barking her head off, making the bear run away. i dont know if she was protecting me, if she was stupid, or if she was just curious, but its a good story when i say she was protecting me. anyways, she has no real history. she's lived practically her whole life with me. and the only tricks this dog knows is her name and how to fetch me the tv remote and x-box controler so... yeah. while some people train their dogs, mine and i play call of duty."

❝well, i think this has just about done it. i've gotten all the information i need, thank you. it was a pleasure interviewing you, and i wish you well on our future life. goodbye.❞

"cool deal. have a good day too, lady. strange enough, this little interview was nice. awkward, but nice. i really appreciate you taking an interest in me. perhaps we'll meet again some day. have a good day."

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