One Direction Private Roleplay<33

[denji3884]

Dear _____,

We are proud to tell you that you & four other girls have won the contest on going on tour with One Direction to Paris, France for one whole year! The flight will be here June 16th, so you have a lot of time to pack up and get ready for this year long trip. The boys will be at the airport. Now, every concert you will be backstage with them. You & the four other girls will be staying at a five star hotel with the boys. Remember; You cannot bring pets. The finest suites will be selected for you, the four other girls, and of course the boys! 

Sincerely
Love,

Liam Payne, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, and Zayn Malik

Your eyes scan to read the letter curiously. As your finished reading, your fingertips drop the letter onto the ground. An excited squeal releases from your lips, you entered thinking you wouldn’t win like all the other contests you entered. But this one, you have. Just thinking about One Direction makes you turn from grumpy and angry to happy and upbeat. You slide out of the kitchen, racing into your room to pack. Even though it's early to pack, you suddenly remind yourself in a whisper, “Wait, they chose five girls. That means I will be falling in love with one of them. Same with the other girls.” You hope that it is your favorite band member, but you tuck yourself into bed when you realize it’s night and your family is sleeping.

Band Members;;

Harry Styles — Me/Lea-chan
Louis Tomlinson — :: Summer ::
Zayn Malik —
Liam Payne — Miki.
Niall Horan —

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Girls;;

Anya Volkova — Me/Lea-chan
Annie Morse — :: Summer ::
Miki. ’s character

Rules(Must follow);;

No perfect characters. 
No god modding or powerplaying. 
If a girl has a crush on the same boy that your boy is crushing on, tell me. I won’t allow girls to have a crush on a boy that another girl is crushing on.
Each person in this Private roleplay must have only 1 Band Member & One girl. 
You must try to be Semi Lit. I understand Writers Block at times but write at least a paragraph. 
Use * for cussing. 
Use ‘Timeskip’ if needed. 
Be child friendly.
Do NOT post more than three pages without me! 
Have fun and love One Direction ;3

Crushes;;

Anya<3Louis
Annie <3 Harry
Miki.’s character<3 Niall

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.:G E N E R A L    I N F O R M A T I O N:.

Full-name—
Nickname—
Age—
Gender(Well, obviously female)—
Cultures—

.:I N T O   T H E   S O U L:.

Personality—
Likes—
Dislikes—
Hobbies—
Flaws—

.:A P P E A R A N C E S:.

Hair colour—
Eye colour—
Piercings—
Tattoos—

.:B L O O D L I N E:.

Blood type—
Family—
Siblings—
History—

.:R E L A T I O N S H I P   S T A T U S:.

Crush—
Boyfriend(will be edited)—
A little question:3, how many children do you want?—

.:O T H E R:.

Theme song—
Anything else?—

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Form for a Gal;3



.:G E N E R A L    I N F O R M A T I O N:.

Full-name— Anya Marissa Olivia Volkova
Nickname— Anya, An, Volkova. 
Age— Twenty years of age, turning Twenty One on September Twenty Six. 
Gender(Well, obviously female)— “Zhenshchina— I mean Female. Excuse mah Russian;)!” 
Cultures— Full Russian, she tends to speak Russian a lot. 

.:I N T O   T H E   S O U L:.

Personality— Anya tends to be the jokester among her group of friends. She loves to crack jokes during the awkward, best and worst of times. Some of the jokes she may say can be totally random and awkward but hilarious. The Russian must make inside jokes, maybe even jokes that sound not even funny. She is very Immature, very much since she was considered diagnosted with ADHD. She acts like a child and dozes off. But— she mainly loves to make jokes to see her friends laugh and smile during situations where they are even shredding depressed & sad tears.

Anya can be very emotional and sensitive. Even the littlest things can get to her and make her upset that leads to crying. She hates whenever someone mentions about an embarrassing moment or a depressing one. She can be very aggressive and angry towards others. Her aggressiveness is led by her anger issues.

Anya can be very adventurous and brave towards taking the wild side. She is always up for a good challenge towards others. No matter how over the top the task is, she will always be up for it. Even if it takes blood and tears, she’ll want it even more. 

Anya has a very romantic, lovey and snuggly side. She loves to enjoy some romance with someone, no matter how mature it is. 
Likes— One Direction, reading, music, outdoors, jokes, singing, wild things. 
Dislikes— Bullies, haters, boring things. 
Hobbies— Anya is a very fast runner, she loves running. 
Flaws— She tends to speak Russian a lot, also hugging people during scary or sad situations. 

.:A P P E A R A N C E S:.

Hair colour— Dirty blonde with a pink streak. 
Eye colour— Sea blue
Piercings— Her two ears are pierced along with her belly button. 
Tattoos— One on her hand(in the picture), and white angel wings tattoo on her back with Angel in Russian. 

.:B L O O D L I N E:.

Blood type— O–
Family— Her mother and father. 
Siblings— A little brother & sister that are twins. 
History— Anya’s childhood was rather rough living in Russia. She always had to walk to her school as it was snowy every day. The students in her class would often bully her very badly for her saying what was on her mind and dozing off easily. She couldn’t take it one day so she played an evil prank on them one day. The princaple suspended her for the evil prank she played. After the summer, she gained a bunch of friends in the school. Her parents worked hard to pay everything they needed. Once Anya’s little twin siblings were born, Anya promised herself she would be a totally awesome older sister to the children. She tried to keep her promise by not telling on them when they needed to be, hanging out with them, etc.. Though high school was horror. All the learning she highly hated with all her passion. She tried her hardest to get good grades though, even with a group of friends. One of her teachers actually liked how Anya was becoming a class clown in a way. Prom was coming up, Anya hadn’t arrived. She and her group of friends were having a sleep over and doing silly things. They created a lot of memories once they graduated. College had the most memories, Anya was still the jokester. Her siblings thought if Anya as a ‘cool’ older sister too. She started to listen One Direction and later adored them. 

.:R E L A T I O N S H I P   S T A T U S:.

Crush— “Hehe, Louis. And I won’t make it a secret either!” 
Boyfriend(will be edited)— No boyfriend, yet. 
A little question:3, how many children do you want?— “I really want triplets. I don’t mind any gender, I’ll just be happy to be a mother. And I better be an awesome and cool mother too.” 

.:O T H E R:.

Theme song— Born to Die by Lana Del Rey. Lyrics:

What?
Who me?
What?

Feet don’t fail me now
Take me to the finish line
Oh my heart it breaks every step that I take
But I’m hoping at the gates,
They’ll tell me that you’re mine

Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design
I feel so alone on the Friday nights
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you’re mine
It's like I told you honey

Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don’t know why
Keep making me laugh
Let’s go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come on take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words, this is the last time
Cause you and I, we were born to die

Lost but now I am found
I can see but once I was blind
I was so confused as a little child
Trying to take what I could get
Scared that I couldn't find
All the answers honey

Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don’t know why
Keep making me laugh
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come on take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words,
This is the last time
Cause you and I
We were born to die [x3]

Come on and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane

Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don’t know why
Keep making me laugh
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come on take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane...
Choose your last words,
This is the last time
Cause you and I
We were born to die

Anything else?— My girl character :3

[prismatic]

. Full Name:: Sophia Renee Calder. "Sophia Renee Calder!"
. Nicknames:: Soph or Sophie. "Call me captain obvious!"
. Age:: Eighteen. "I am older then the oldest dinosaur."
. Birthday:: February Ninth. "The ninth of Feb, baby!"
. Birth Place:: Holmes Chapel, England. "This little place in England."

. Eye Color:: Blue. "Sparkly blue!"
. Hair Description:: Sophia has had many people comment on her hair and about how they said they wanted something similar to it. She finds nothing particularly special about her hair.. At least not in her eyes. It cascades down to the small of her back when straightened. When curled her hair comes to about her chest give or take depending on the size of the curls done. Soph's hair is a deep brown color with lighter brown highlighted into it. She has thought about changing it up but has never really had the guts to do it. "Eh- It's hair. No super big deal honestly-"
. Face Description:: Sophia's face is something she takes pride in. Most girls would kill for her skin's clear complexion as well as the lack of acne it has. Granted she does get them from time to time but they are almost never terrible breakouts. Her secret is just that she simply washes her face both when she gets up and right before bedtime. Sophia likes to think of her makeup as a very natural look. Not much foundation is needed to be used because of her skin. Mascara and eyeliner are definitely helpful tools when she puts on make up. Lip gloss is the perfect finishing touch to her look and it tends to be either peppermint or apple scented. Yum! As for perfume it really depends.. Sometimes she'll have a spur moment where she wants something fruity, then something floral, then something fancy. Typically her favorite it something sweet smelling though. "Uh- My face?"
. Ethnicity/Body Description:: Sophia's pretty simple. She’s British. Her mother and father are both British and were both born in Manchester. Her father’s family are thought to be Irish but they never bothered searching it to make sure. Her skin is a fair tan color from being out in the sun where it was possible. She rarely burns; in fact, she’s only had a handful of them her whole life. Sophia is decently short, standing at 5'7". She's proud of her height, she wouldn't change it, she likes being close to the ground. She doesn't weigh much more than 131 pounds, but she's not too skinny. She carries her weight nicely, but she's naturally thin and she's happy that she is. A high metabolism takes part in this. Her height makes her look much skinnier than she actually is. Sophia has a fairly small waist and small hips which give her a nice curve. She's perfectly fine with her chest too. It's about a 34C if you really must know. Guys sneak peeks but she’s not dumb. She knows. Her feet are size seven which is quite alright with her. "Yeah- I'm British- Better believe it. Like a boss."

. History:: For the first few years of her life she was pretty normal. She attended Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School as her secondary school until moving to the US when she was twelve. Now your probably thinking, 'Lucky girl! She went to the same school as Harry Styles!' but that's not how she sees it. She sees it that she went to the same school as a green-eyed boy with bouncy brown curls. Sophia didn't want to move, refusing to leave all her friends. Of course that failed and for awhile she refused to do anything at her new home. Eventually she warmed up to it, getting used to the new schooling and the new people. She took a liking to the sports Volleyball and Soccer. At first people would get confused when she didn't use the term soccer but eventually she learned and now has no problem calling it soccer. However in her ninth year {freshman} she managed to roll her ankle and couldn't play soccer that season. Academically she is great with learning. Mostly A's in grading, with a B here and there too. Sophia joined ASB her year ten {sophmore} in high school and has done it every year since then. "My life isn't necessarily an open topic. Why do you want to know?"
. Parents:: Stephanie Thompson and Anthony Calder. "I kept my daddy's last name."
. Siblings:: None. "I'm an only child."
. Pets:: A cat. "I love my little Ollie."
. Reputation:: Social Butterfly. "I love making friends!"

. Personality:: Sophia has many different qualities that make her herself.
"I see and say things how they are. It's pretty hard to lie to me because normally I can tell when someone is doing it. I don't like that. Lying. Honestly it hurts someone far worse in the end when they figure out the truth. Oh and believe me, they will figure it out."
"I'm comical, just like my cousin is. A great sense of humor comes naturally to me. I enjoy laughing and smiling, as well as making others do the same. I'm not always be as sensitive or careful with my jokes, which may be offensive to others. I'm more cautious with people I don't know though, but not with old friends. They know when I'm kidding."
"I most certainly do not take crap from anyone. Not my beloved cousin, my siblings, my parents, my friends, my enemies. Nobody. At all. I promise you that It'd take me a near second to snap at you for doing wrong. Not wrong like, you put a plate in the wrong place. No, wrong as in, hurt or offend me or my loved ones. That just drives me off the walls. Makes me want to flip a table."
"All things considered, I'm a pretty sweet person past all that. Sure I may have just said I would harm you for hurting a friend but that's only because I love them. I have a big heart. You know what that means. More heart to love, but more to also break. It's quite the burden. I can take criticism easily.. But with other things I can't. If people say they hate me I want to know why. I wish I could be someone who just didn't care what others say but honestly deep down.. I know I'm not. It may seem like it but I'm not." "Take me as I am or not at all. I'm not changing for you-"
. Likes:: Dogs, Cats, Penguins, Spring-time, Sleeping, Games, Sweatshirts, Music, Photography, Purple. "I like a lot of things."
. Dislikes:: Heights, Horror Films, Being Late When Going Somewhere, School, Homework, Bullies And Jerks, Liars And Cheaters, Bees And Worms, Speeches, Zombies. "Scary movies too. Oh- And Roller Coasters."
. Talents:: Comfort. "Believe it or not but I'm pretty good. Like that one woman- O-something or rather.. Yeah though- I plan to be a therapist when I'm older. Simply because I like resolving problems and making things better-"

. Crush:: Niall. "I admit to nothing!"
. Relationship Status:: Single. "Single Pringle!"
. Significant Other:: None. "Does it look like I'm married to you?"
. Children:: None. "I'm a bit young.."
. Sexuality:: Heterosexual. "I like guys. Sorry girlies. I have nothing against people who are like that though."

[dizzy hurricane.]

Form for a Gal;3



.:G E N E R A L I N F O R M A T I O N:.

Full-name—Annie Branda Morse
Nickname—Just Annie
Age—Seventeen, going on Eighteen.
Gender(Well, obviously female)—Female
Cultures—Mostly American, but also slightly French.

.:I N T O T H E S O U L:.

Personality—Annie is very shy at first, and tries to avoid any and all attention. People that don't know her tend to stay away, because she doesn't try to start a conversation with them. A nervous habit of hers is to chew on her hair or nails, so oftentimes her fingernails are uneven and ragged. She pretends not to care what people think of her, but in reality, she cares a whole lot about whether she's considered 'popular' or 'pretty'.

Around her friends and family, Annie comes out of her shell, and can turn out to be a very loud and outgoing—if not annoying—person, who fangirls like everyone else. She seems to never stop talking, and likes to be the center of attention. She's always trying to make herself better.

Her romantic side isn't very romantic; or, at least, she doesn't like to show it. Her first dates, which have been very few, are awkward, and she likes to keep things on a friendly level for quite some time before actually opening up to a boy and letting him see the true her; the person that she shows her friends. The loud, annoying, boisterous One Direction fangirl. Sometimes, she'll allow a boy to snuggle up and share popcorn with her on the couch, or maybe even a kiss, if she knows him really well, but until then, Annie tends to try and avoid romance.

Likes—One Direction, Music, Magazines and Books, Animals, Nature
Dislikes—Haters, Nonfiction Books, Boats, Braggarts
Hobbies—Annie horseback rides in the summer, when she can, and trains dogs for obedience when she isn't riding.
Flaws—Annie doesn't sense sarcasm, so she takes everything much too literal. Sometimes, if she gets scared, especially on dates or something of the sort, she'll run away, which creates the impression that she's scared of the other person.

.:A P P E A R A N C E S:.

Hair colour—Somewhat of a Dark Brown, with a few natural blonde highlights scattered about.
Eye colour—Deep, caramel Brown.
Piercings—She has her ears pierced once, and she isn't getting any more.
Tattoos—"Nope, don't do tattoos, sorry."

.:B L O O D L I N E:.

Blood type—"Why do you need to know?" Blood Type A+
Family—Her mother and father.
Siblings—Two brothers; one that is three years older, and the other that is two years younger.
History—When she was younger, her older brother always bullied her and pushed her around, thinking that he was boss. He threw away her favorite things, like stuffed animals and her dolls, when she wasn't looking. He pulled on her hair and made fun of her. Once she got older, he stopped bullying her, and they became extremely close. Together, they took care of their younger brother when their parents were at work and couldn't. Throughout elementary school, Annie was viewed as 'cool' and she had a lot of friends. In middle school, she became an outcast, and hung out with the geeks and nerds instead. In high school, she didn't gain much of this back, and is still an outcast.

.:R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S:.

Crush—"Harry, but don't tell him, okay?"
Boyfriend(will be edited)—"I don't know if I even want one ..."
A little question:3, how many children do you want?—"Uhm, I've never really given it much thought. Maybe two ... Probably no more than that."

.:O T H E R:.

Theme song—"Payphone" by Maroon 5
{ It's explicit, so I don't want any of you going to iTunes and listening to it, ya hear? ;3
I myself listen to the clean version. XD }
Anything else?—Nope!

[denji3884]

{@Miki Okaii~!

@Louis Accepted, of course<3}

{We can start any moment, they’ll be waking up to head to the airport =D|

[denji3884]

“It takes Imperfection to lead up to Perfection.”

She was nearly falling, her ankles shaking tiredly as she put on her white skirt over her grey leggings. She slipped off her pajama shirt, snatching her cute black tank top. She brushed through her dirty blonde hair very quickly, letting it stay down on her shoulders loosely. She pulled her light brown hoodie on her shoulders, then slipping her bare feet into some flats. The Russian swung the heavy bag over her shoulder, darting out of her family’s house. Her twin siblings squealed as they spotted their older sister ready to head over to the airport. She kissed both of their fragile and cute cheeks. She let the door slam behind her, her bag hitting against her back as she pulled the taxi’s door open. She threw the heavy bag next to her, buckling her seat belt as she paid no attention to the driver. A smile crept upon her glossed lips, an excited and eager one.

Harry was sitting between the boys in the limo, they were getting ready to arrive at the airport early. He smiled, looking out of the window as the limo passed a few fans wildly cheering on the sidewalk of the street. He wondered;; maybe this was a good chance to find a girl. He leaned forward, looking at each of the boys. “Hey, do you think that you guys will find a special lady?” He asked curiously.

[dizzy hurricane.]

{ @Harry -- Thank ya, dearest<3 }
{ Dunno how to start Louis, so Imma just type out Annie's. }

. a n n i e . m o r s e .
. seventeen . female . single . location—her house . with—nobody .

With an enormous yawn, Annie rolled out of bed, hitting the ground with a soft thump. Blinking the sleep out of her eyes, she looked around the room. Everything was normal—messy and cluttered, but normal. But today wasn't a normal day. She wasn't special at all; why was she getting to meet the famous boy band One Direction, instead of some actress or something? She wasn't any different than the girl that lived down the street, who didn't get invited to France to be with the five greatest guys in the world. She had never been particularly 'lucky,' whether it was at a simple card game, or a contest, like this. She was always last at everything, so why was she suddenly one of the first? Aside from four other girls, she was the first. She started thinking about Harry, and whether or not he would like her, so, to stop it, she picked up her iPod from her nightstand and turned the volume up to earsplitting, nonsense shrieking, on the loudest music she could find.

In the same comfort of the music, where she couldn't even hear herself talk, she slowly started to get dressed, still groggy from sleep. She had been in the middle of a nightmare when she had woken up, but she didn't remember it now. The only thing that remained was a sense of fear. Once her mind was completely cleared of Harry Styles and the rest of One Direction, she turned the music down to background noise and tip-toed into the bathroom opposite her room.

Closing and locking the door, she examined her hair in the mirror. To get it to look even halfway decent, she would need to flat-iron it—and she didn't have time for that. With a sigh, she pulled it back into a quick ponytail and applied her makeup. She decided that she would let the boys see her as who she was—a teenaged girl who didn't spend countless hours in front of the mirror, indecisive on the way she would wear her hair. She didn't want to lie to their faces and show them, on the first day of her being with them in Paris, that she was one of those girls who tried to make themselves look better than everyone else—eventually, she would have to give up and show them who she really was, anyway. After all, she was going to be with them for a year. It was highly impossible that she could keep a lie going that long, anyway.

With a final sigh, she came out of the bathroom, snatched her suitcase from her bedroom doorway, and raced downstairs.

[prismatic]

{ My font generator is being weird on my computer so to me my form is looking odd- But anyways- It's up and done. Also I thought I'd just inform you we aren't allowed to use photos once a RP begins anymore on CS. /: }

[denji3884]

{@Miki Accepted! And Okaii}

No problem~ And Okaii~}

Anya laid her head down on the back of the seat, staring out of the window. The sight of little girls and boys playing out on the streets of Russia with several dolls that looked exactly alike was the usual. She sighed happily, knowing that she wouldn’t see her little cute twin siblings for a whole year. She slipped out her iPhone, no texts as usual. She rolled her eyes, “Typical friends, knowing that I’m going to Paris isn’t like them to not text me.” She muttered in Russian. As the taxi halted to the stop, the large Russian busy airport appeared. She tossed the twenty dollars to the taxi driver before snatching her bag and rushing into the crowded airport.

[dizzy hurricane.]

. a n n i e . m o r s e .
. seventeen . female . single . location—taxi . with—nobody .

Annie snatched an energy bar as she passed through her family's small, canary-yellow kitchen, hoping to get out of the house before the boys woke up. She had said good-bye last night, and she didn't want a repeat. Her younger brother had clung to her, holding back tears the whole time. She knew that as soon as he was in his room, he had started crying. Annie hated to see her brothers upset, but she was going to be back. It wasn't like One Direction was going to be so madly in love with her that they kidnapped her and kept her with them forever.

Slipping her cell phone into her back pocket, she gently shut the door of her two-story house behind her. She looked back, sliding her hand over the grey siding, and then raced onto the sidewalk, waving for a taxi. Sliding in, she squealed to the driver, "I'm going to meet One Direction!" He shook his head, mumbling, and drove off.

Wiping a single tear from the corner of her eye, Annie slipped her phone from the pocket of her much-too-short jean shorts and checked her messages. She had eight new, and she scrambled to reply to them all. The oldest text had been sitting, un-replied to, since one o'clock the same morning. Her phone wasn't anything special; just a simple BlackBerry, and it seemed to be protesting all her treatment.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ♥

I wanna save your heart tonight

. l o u i s . t o m l i n s o n .
. twenty . male . single . location—the limo. with—the other boys .

Louis grinned, leaning back easily. "I dunno, maybe," he replied with a careless shrug. He tried to make it obvious that he didn't care who he met or didn't meet, but in reality, he was absolutely bursting with eagerness. He decided that the limo driver wouldn't appreciate screaming, so he kept it inside with an amazing display of self-control. He followed Harry's gaze out the window and grinned widely.

Maybe he would find a girl, a special girl, that would stay in his heart forever. After all, Paris was the place of romance. Part of him thought that the girls coming would be complete fangirls—all they would do was scream and jump up and down. They were just normal boys, no need to treat them otherwise.

[denji3884]

Anya pushed her way through some of the ground, seeing that the flight from Russia to Paris was about to take off. She dashed forward, pulling her heavy bag with her. She ran past the woman by the entrance, sitting down in an empty seat. She dropped her bag on the seat with nobody in it beside her. She buckled her seat belt, her fingertips moving along the buckle. Anya leaned her back against the seat, waiting for the flight to begin. Her sea blue eyes shut, daring to fall asleep.

Harry nodded, “Afterall, there Are five girls. Each of us will probably date one of them.” He replied, crossing his arms. He blinked, lifting his head to reveal his smile. “I just want to see them, instead of waiting.” He said.