venice : open

[winchester.]

your in a band. constantly singing, constantly working. every day, every night, something is going on that just leads to your career. your in the band four secrets. yep, the famous band of four boys who make all the girls hearts pound.
they're tired though, just want a break. so after weeks of begging their record label, producers, and managers, they finally got the trip they wanted so badly. a four week trip to Venice, Italy. and as most people know, a lot of things can happen in four weeks, one of them is falling in love.

[winchester.]

. follow nick and tess's rules
. high semi-literate roleplay = two paragraphs a post. try for one lengthy paragraph when writers block occurs.
. one character per person
. no emo/scene/punk characters
. straight characters only
. pm me reservations, don't post unless reserved.
. be kind to each off in ooc. fights can happen in the roleplay though.
. since couples aren't pre-made, have love triangles, drama, cheating, breakups. make it exciting.
. characters between 18-21

[winchester.]

four secrets ::
singer - open
guitarist - open
bass - open
drums - reserved

girls ::
baker - ariana rae marcello - thebandit
tour guide - gemma acerbi - . mumni .
flower shop - open
restaurant waitress - open

[ girls jobs are already assigned to them,
please make sure your girl has that job

relationships ::
crushing = girl >/< boy
dating = girl + boy
broken up = girl ø boy

none

[winchester.]

city : venice
date : july third
weather : warm, occasional clouds. sixty five degrees fahrenheit.
day : thursday
this will be updated with upcoming events. check often.

roleplay is open

[winchester.]

full name ≈ ariana rae marcello
nicknames ≈ aria , ari
gender ≈ i'm a chick , duh
age ≈ eighteen years old
birthday ≈ august eighteenth

why hello there you lovely human. my name, oh. ariana. full name? oh, that would be ariana rae baxter. my name happens to be ariana because my mom is some weird lady who loves persian history, being a college history teacher, she decided to take the name aryan. it means noble or pretty eastern girl, depending on how you trace the name back. anyways, my dads mother's middle name was rae so my middle name is rae, and at last, marcello was my fathers last name so it has to be my last name until i get married. oh, and marcello is pronounced mahr-chell-oh. it's itallian. aria and ari are really the only two nicknames i guess anyone could think of for me. so, you can call me ariana, ari, or aria. i don't really mind. next, my... gender, really? i'm obviously a chick. no further explanation is needed. oh yes, my birthday. well, it was august eighteenth several long years ago. anyways, now i'm eighteen years old and waiting for my next birthday. okay, i know what you may be thinking. wow, you're young to be a senior. well, sorta, but not really, my birthday is just weird.

body type ≈ curvy yet slender
facial structure ≈ round with a square jaw
weight ≈ one hundred and twenty two pounds
height ≈ five foot three and a half
hair ≈ very long , sadly its straight
eyes ≈ just ... blue
wear makeup ≈ yes , during the day just some
eyeshadow, foundation , and mascara
party nights i'm all out with my makeup
piercings ≈ belly button , double lobe piercing
on my left ear , one piercing on right lobe
tattoos ≈ no , never , i have a fear of finite
things and needles
clothing style ≈ oh boy it varies from oversized
sweaters to skin tight dresses. it just depends on
the day, ya know?

tan skin, so thin. long hair, don't care. blue eyes, clothes fly. alright, now lets talk about my body. well, unlike most girls, i'm beyond comfortable with my body. i don't fear that i'll become fat, or that i am, or that if i get a little pimple i will die. no, so you should just first know that i don't car what you think about my body. anyways, here it goes. first off, my body type. my father is one hundred percent italian. so, i'm a pretty tan chick. i'm fit enough so that i'm pretty thin, but i don't have a lot of muscle so if you do punch me i may not be able to hurt you back. next let's talk about my weight and height. so, i'm not extremely tall. topping five foot three and a half, i'm shorter then most girls. next, i'm about one hundred and twenty two pounds. don't care if you think i'm fat, i'll scream how much i weigh off the top of a building. like i said babe, no shame. next, lets talk about my facial features. starting with my face, i have a fairly normal face, i think. i have a thin nose and a square jaw, with a bit larger eyes then your average jo, but whatever, its' cool. next, my eyes themselves. honestly, i just call them blue. they aren't a stunning color of blue, just a pretty light blue color. okay, so my makeup ordeal. i generally to school just wear some foundation, a dash of eyeshadow, and some mascara. but, if i'm heading out to a party or a night with my 'crew' i'm all fancy, you know, lipstick, darker eyeshadow, fancy hair. okay, i adore sephora makeup. like, only sephora, and the occasional maybaline, yeah, so if you come up to me and say something i might just go, 'maybe it's maybaline.' oh, hair! i love my hair! i don't like it cut short, so i've grown it long. it reaches just a bit past the middle of my back, and even when curled is towards the middle of my back. sadly, it is just straight, or maybe slightly wavy if i let it dry in a braid or bun, but it's normally just straight. hair color? brunette here! it's not really a dark color, but it isn't a light color at all. its a medium color, leaning towards the dark side. now, onto my favorite thing to talk about. clothes. i love shopping, so my closet is fairly big. my family doesn't live in a large house, but it isn't like we are poor. we just spend money on other things. which, for me, is clothing. i love shopping at victoria secret, forever 21, debs, areopostal, hollister, and the occasional burburry scarf or rain boot. i shop in other places, but you know, that's really the main five places i treat myself to. okay, now i love big sweaters, especially now that it is getting cold. i can match them with virtually anything, even skirts or dresses. literally, i'm great at designing things. next, i really love leggings with any type of top. and jeans. and shorts. and anything. my point it i love clothes, so basically you can give me anything and i will love it. i just... love clothes.

normally seems ≈ fun . chatty . wild . goofy .
sometimes seems ≈ quiet . mad . hurt . stupid .
rarely seems ≈ concerned . shy . frustrated .

woah there... personality... alright, well, i guess i can start explaining some things. well, to start i'll tell you the basic me. so it isn't hard to guess, but usually i'm the wild, fun, talkative girl that loves to do the daring things a 'normal' girl wouldn't. ever since i was a child, i've loved to be the fun one in a group. it didn't matter who i was with or what i was doing. i just had to be the one that made it fun to do. now, i've sort of 'evolved', for lack of a better word, into the party girl. i host parties or go to parties, i sneak into clubs and bars and have a good time. it isn't a bad thing as some may think. my parents know what i'm doing and they don't mind, at all really. i'm also pretty easy to talk to. i'm not going to be a chatty cathy if i don't really know you too well, but if you know me and you want to talk i'm comfortable with talking to others, especially men, as i can be a bit of a flirt at times. next, my 'sorta' personality. i can be sort of stupid after parties. not drinking and drugs stupid, but doing dares and things that could possibly get my arrested for the night, if you know what i'm saying? now, i can get easily hurt. i can't really deal with people yelling at me or threatening me to well, so there are two options for me. wait... three. one, become quiet. i usually won't talk to anyone for a good three or four hours, maybe even a day or a week. this is usually when i'm the most hurt. two, hurt someone. hit them, slap them. i just... i don't know. its a reaction. three, yell, like scream bloody murder into your brains for a couple minutes. this usually comes with a slap or somehting. oh, and i guess there is a four. i cry pretty easily, but whatever, it's okay. on the rarest occasions, i can be shy, frustrated, or worried. i try not to worry too much as basically worry just... no good. it makes everything stop being happy. if i'm frustrated it's probably because something i wanted to work didn't, or someone was just asking me too many questions in a short amount of time. at last, concern. it is like worry times a hundred, and i try to stay away from fear and concern, as that is never good.






mother ≈ cynthia adella baxter ; 43
father ≈ benedetto[buddy] gabriel marcello ; 45
siblings ≈ roberto[rob] ; 22 + jackson[jack] ; 22 + james[jamie] ; 15 + maria[mary] ; 13
where am i from ≈
accent ≈


oh, the familia... well, it all started out in italy. that would be were my parents met. my mom was on a college trip and my father was working in a bakery. they fell in love. pure, actual love. it's rare, but it happened. no joke, the are like, legitly, in love. my mother was twenty when they married, my father twenty two. then, two years later they had my older brother, roberto and his twin, jackson. two little boys, which was a pretty big handful. plus they happened to be identical, so it sort of was hard telling them apart for a while... for five years, they just raised the two, but they decided, i guess, to have another kiddo join the family. it was me! i was born in italy during a family vacation on the italian island of sicily. anyways, they took my back to venice and raised me as a cute little girl wearing pink dresses and ribbons in my dark brown hair. but, it wasn't a suprise that two years after i was born, they had another child, james, then had their last child another two years later, maria. well, she was the last of us. with a family of seven, it was sort of hard in the beginning. but my dads small time bakery started growing because of the more visitors to venice who loved the sweets. so now, we are all living a pretty good life in a actual house on the outskirts of the city. alright, so basically the years went by, and now it's highschool. my identical brothers both went to the same college when i was a freshman. since my family is sort of busy with the shop, i help a lot around the house. making dinners, helping the two young ones with homework, walking them to school and such. then, about a month or two after i turned sixteen, i was relieved of my duties of taking care of the two kids. buisness was booming for the bakeshop, and my mom could become the stay at home mom. in return for me working at the shop. so, i agreed. it was way better then staying with the kids. plus, it gave me more freedom on the weekends as i could beg my dad to let me go out. anyways, basically, i'm just waiting for my twin brothers for come back home so they can help in the shop with the busy buisness and all. but, anyways, i'm really just a girl with a cool italian giant family.

orientation ≈ straight
boyfriends ≈ i've had a few
crush ≈ none at the moment
secret crush ≈ nope
known languages ≈ italian + english
likes ≈ sun + curly fries + baking + parties + stuff
dislikes ≈ sand in my hair + mud + bugs
fears ≈ lighting

alright, to sum this all up some little facts about me. to start with my love life, i'm straight. i like boys, always have. next, past relationships. my first boyfriend was when i was thirteen. it lasted maybe three months, but that was it. then, i had five more, none really lasting longer then seven months, but my last boyfriend was about three months ago. he was a guitar player with a giant ego. it lasted for maybe two months. that was it though. i don't really have a 'crush', but i'll tell you if i do. okay, what languages do i speak? well, that would be italian and your normal english. i only know italian because my family speaks it all the time. its sort of just something we all know. italian. what i like would be the sun. i love tanning, and i love just hanging out outside when it's warm. next, i do like baking, it runs in the family. i just like being able to focus on making cakes and cookies, or cupcakes and all that stuff. it's fun. now, you know i love parties. a couple other things i like would be pastas, art, and playing cello. what i don't like would be sand in my hair, mud, and bugs. all creepy. and what i hate is lightning. thats it. anyways, i'm done. so... yeah.


' not all who wander are lost ' lord of the rings

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my name, you ask? if you must know, my name is gemma bambina acerbi, th-
ough i prefer if you forget about bambina. i don't know why, it just seems to
leave a sour taste in my mouth. i hate it. i don't have any nicknames, nor do
i want any. please address me only as gemma. i was born the first of may, t-
wenty years ago, in verona. yeah, the city where shakespear decided to let
that love story of his take place. many people love romeo and juliet, but i,
personally, hate love stories. they raise your hopes, and then you realize it
won't happen. ever. i suppose that says a lot about my personality. i'm cer-
tainly not the girl with her head in the clouds. i like to consider myself a r-
ealist, but i suppose a better term would be a pessimist.
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