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by bibliophile; » Fri Nov 11, 2011 12:18 pm
MAraih
She smiled. "Oh. I'm Mariah. But I like to be called Riah." She said.
pluviophile: (n.) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days
bibliophile: (n.) a lover of books; one who loves to read, admire, and collect books
Not many understand the comfort I get when I walk into a bookstore and take a deep breath as I look around. I feel at home; I feel welcome. I don't have to purchase anything. Being surrounded by books fills me with a sense of security.
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by ғoх » Fri Nov 11, 2011 2:04 pm

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Full Name Here.
Basic Info.
Name::
December Evans™
Age::
14
Gender::
Female
Birthday::
December 1st
Other::
none
In Depth.
Personality::
December is rebellious to the core. She hates being bossed around by anyone and will not stand for boredom. She is always on the prowl for adventure and will never rest till she finds one she enjoys. Before she came to this camp she was always running away- always climbing out her window to escape the trapped life she led- the closed walls and to many rules was the thing she hated with a passion.
December is a master in disguise, escape, plan formulating, and worming her way out of sticky situations. She's also excellent in the art of acting, and is graceful on her feet.
When she was younger she played with her fathers pocket knife and cut herself, leaving a wicked thin scar on her upper left cheek.
Likes::
Reading,
Drawing,
Writing,
Singing,
Acting,
Ballet,
Eating,
Sleeping,
Horsebackriding,
Laughing,
Annoying people,
Making friends,
Getting into trouble,
Getting out of trouble,
Meeting new people,
Pretending she is shy,
Pretending in general,
Being in plays and/or skits,
Dressing up,
Getting dirty,
Swimming,
Dancing,
Hanging out with the tough boys in town,
Arguing,
Winning,
Writing in her journal
Dislikes::
Loosing fights in the streets,
Having to listen to boring speeches in school,
Blueberry muffins,
Girls that talk about prissy things,
Girls who chomp gum like it's stuck at the top of their mouths,
Being bossed around
Smarty pants
Goody-two-shoes
Theme song::
Firefly by Owl City
Normal Cloths::
Jeans, a green and blue striped tanktop and boots, usually accompanied by a black jacket, scarf, and cutsie hat.
Other::
none
i tend to swear. adv lit.
inactive currently
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by Make_a__Scene » Fri Nov 11, 2011 5:13 pm
Wyatt❖Wilson❖18

I can fake it with the best of anyone
I can fake it with the best of 'em all
I can fake it with the best of anyone
I can fake it all
Wyatt had decided to drive to the camp this year. He was eighteen now, so this would be his last year at camp, unless he decided to be a counselor next year. Since he had driven, he had actually beaten the bus to the campsite. Which, of course, meant that he got first dibs on the cabins.
He sat on the top bunk in the cabin he had picked out, his open suitcase sprawled on the floor below. Truth be told, he didn't want to come to this stupid camp this year; he thought he was too old for all this... stuff. A sound plan, he was just going to stay in his room for the majority of the days. Maybe go swimming or something.
I do not have writer's block
My writer just hates the clock
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by bibliophile; » Fri Nov 11, 2011 5:23 pm
Mariah Rolok
She walked around the camp, again, looking for some one who knew the camp well enough to tell her where do go.
pluviophile: (n.) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days
bibliophile: (n.) a lover of books; one who loves to read, admire, and collect books
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