Arranged *Marriage RP* NO LONGER ACCEPTING

[ciel + sebastian]

--@S t o r m y-
Yes you may join, Just please make a male and a female. Thanks.--

[Terox]

{I will, Paris XD Unfortunately, it looks like I'll have to post my forms tomorrow.. I have to get going on my homework before it gets too late >.<}

[ciel + sebastian]

--@S t o r m y-
That is fine, I completely understand that. I have tech, normal school, and collage at the same time. So do not fret about it.--

[MercyMe]

WOOT WOOT HERE'S THE GUY


Full Name:
Dietrich Elliot Streeter-Kell
Preferred Name:
Dirk
Nickname:
Deto (Dee-toh)
Age:
19
Gender:
Male

Eye Color:
Brown
Skin Color:
Light
Hair Color:
Brown
Weight:
130 lbs
Height:
5' 8"
Modifications:
N/A

Father:
Florian Streeter
Mother:
Elsa Kell
Siblings:
None
Pets:
A beagle puppy named Xerxes

History:
As early as Dirk can remember, his parents have been separated. He doesn't mind, though, and never has. Shuffling from Mom's to Dad's and back again every week or so was just part of life, and he just rolled with it. Since academics and pursuits of the mental sort never were his cup of tea, he always filled up his free time with some sort of sport, be it basketball, swimming, track & field, softball, what have you, though his favorite has and always will be soccer. His grades never were all that stellar, and though his parents weren't okay with that, he sure was. Once he graduated high school, he was certain that his parents would cease their nagging. This was not the case. In a completely unexpected act of cooperation, they decided to choose his future wife without his consent or input. Their justification was that "he would have made a bad decision on his own". For this, he's pretty miffed at them, but what could he do about it?
Personality:
Dirk has always been a go-with-the-flow kind of guy, not preferring to dwell on what others would consider "bad things" in his life. Holding grudges isn't like him, most of the time. He's a nice enough guy to get along with, if you can handle his constant drive to be doing something with his body. Dirk is always moving: pacing the floor, juggling, tapping his foot, dribbling, or maybe even just twiddling his thumbs. It upsets him to have to be perfectly still, which is one of the reasons why he adores sports so much. Due to his hyperactivity, he'll often do or say things before he thinks them through, things which can often be taken as rude or just plain odd. If you can deal with the quirkiness, though, Dirk really isn't that bad to be around. He tries to get along well enough, but sometimes his oddness can sabotage his efforts. He can't deal with being made fun of very well, and his impulsiveness can often lead to him reacting in a rather explosive or otherwise unacceptable manner.

Other:
Dirk is dyslexic and tries to avoid reading whenever possible.
Code Word?:
Arranged

POSTS TO BE UP SOON!

[ciel + sebastian]

@Mercy Me-
Both accepted. Look at the front, your characters will be added.

[MercyMe]

@Paris: Boo ya.

[Mei Mei]

Mei Mei slammed the door to her room (accidentally), but she was much too giddy to have noticed. Instead, she tossed her bag onto the bed in the room and sighed happily. Today was probably going to be one of the happiest days of her life; she was going to meet her betrothed! Although she hadn't expected to end up with a fiance, she wasn't exactly opposed to the concept. After all, with her studying and such, she surely wouldn't have had the time to find a match on her own.

After dropping her things, she began to wander around the spacious room. Eventually, she discovered the television, which just served to further stoke the fires of her excitement. Mei Mei snatched the remote and flopped rather awkwardly down onto the couch and began flipping through channels, eventually coming to stop on a cartoon channel. Although she could only understand a rough fifty percent of what the characters were saying, she found herself laughing. Hysterically.

[Dirk]

Sauntering casually towards the entrance of the cove, Dirk was not paying any attention in the least to where he was walking. All he saw was the amazing scenery around him. Pretty, he though, grinning like a madman. Here--this was the place where he was going to meet the lady he never could on his own. Lost in his happiness, he began to whistle. By some miracle, he managed to look ahead in time to stop himself from running right smack into a young lady who was walking in the opposite direction. She was wearing a leather jacket and rather... interesting shorts. He blinked, and stopped in front of her. Smiling, and trying to appear as suave as possible, he stuffed his hands in his pockets and raised his brows. "Heeeeeeeey," he drawled. Smooth, Dirky.

[ciel + sebastian]

Renna Jane Larson || Renna || Ren or RJ || Eighteen Years Old || Female || Engaged To Dietrich Elliot Streeter-Kell

I stumbled backwards and gasped lightly. "I-I...I-I am sorry." I said, my head bowed quickly and I looked away. My cheeks flushed with red and I cupped my hands together in front of me. I then blinked slightly and looked up at the boy. "E-Excuse me." I said as I moved past the boy and headed out the front door. I moved quickly down to the cove where I seen Alexander down there. I smiled and walked down the beach. I shed my jacket and shorts, and quickly jumped into the water without hesitation. I then surfaced quickly and looked over at Alexander. I swam over to him and leaned on his board.



Alexander Joshua Blakes II || Alexander || Alex, Joshua, or AJ || Twenty One Years Old || Male || Engaged To Mistrelia Ane Trima

I was startled by Renna. I chuckled and looked at the girl with a smile. I then leaned backwards and said "Have you meet you arranged mate yet? I haven't." The girl shook her head, which shook the board. I chuckled and nodded.

[MercyMe]

[Dirk]

As the girl blushed, Dirk blinked in surprise, speechless, and he was unable to respond. He turned to watch her walk away, mouth slightly agape. "Aww," he said, quietly. That blush was cute, he decided, turning away and striding inside, though god help him if that girl wasn't his fiancee. He chuckled to himself. It'd be a shame if not, but it wasn't as if he could help it. Oh well. He'd just... roll with it. That was his thing, after all.

Once he got to his room, the first thing Dirk did was toss his junk by the bed and pull a hackysack out of his pocket. It was well-worn, but something he toyed with often when he was nervous, or bored, or something of the like. He began messing around with it, kicking it, kneeing it, whistling while he did so. He kept a rough count of his juggling. Soon, he was up into the hundreds, though nowhere near his personal record. Before long, he was completely absorbed in his leisurely task.

[ciel + sebastian]

Renna Jane Larson || Renna || Ren or RJ || Eighteen Years Old || Female || Engaged To Dietrich Elliot Streeter-Kell

I looked at Alexander and smiled. He was my very best friend and I loved him. I never noticed I had known him for a while. Father and him were work buddies and I babysat him little sister when she was still alive. I smiled and said "Let us head back to the hotel. We have to set up for the ball tonight. Remember, once we get a certain amount of guests, we are supposed to remind them about the ball. For now, let us go shower and meet in the lobby around six to get ready. I will see you later Alexander." I was so proper and yet, I was still so shy around others. I swam back to the shore and slipped my shorts on. I grabbed my leather jacket and towel. Drying off my body, I slipped my jacket back on and headed into the hotel.
Soon enough I was in the elevator. The last ding for the last room and it opened. I smiled as I walked into the room. The pent house and certainly the largest. I walked towards the kitchen. Getting into the fridge, I grabbed a bottle of water and smiled softly. I then headed for the bedroom and opened my water. I fully opened the door and started to drink my mouth. I noticed the boy I had ran into and started to cough. I gasped softly and put the lid back on the water.

[MercyMe]

[Dirk]

A gasp from somewhere nearby caused him to lose focus, and as he turned his head towards the source of the noise, he heard the hackysack hit the ground. It was the blushy girl from before! Grinning again, he stooped over, picked up his hackysack, and slipped it back into his pocket. She must be his lucky lady, and so far, Dirk had noooo complaints. Still smiling, he called to the girl from where he was standing. "Heya! I know I'm smokin' hot and all, but I didn't mean to disturb your drinking!" Chuckling lightly, he approached her and leaned against the wall. "My name's Dirk. What might yours be?" he inquired, his imaginary "suave level" kicked up several notches.