Ƥяɛ∂αтσяƨ αяɛ Ƥяɛʏ
Broomsbury and Brimswick Acadamy of Hunting
Welcome to Broomsbury and Brimswick, here you will learn the skills needed to hunt werewolves.
Welcome to the Pack of the Rising Sun, we live just off the campus of Broomsburry and Brimswick. This is your home. Werewolves change on full moons.
ωяσηg ѕι∂є σƒ тнє тяα¢кѕ
Welcome to Rosewood, a seemingly peaceful and quiet neighborhood, if you live on the right side of town. You've lived here you're whole life, you and you're family trying to hold up the perfect family image while on the inside you're life's literally ripping at the seems. To the North Siders, you're known as the snotty rich kids who always get what they want and take things for granted. North siders and South Siders don't associate with each other due to race and the North Sider's reputation. All North Siders are in a gang called the Latino Bloods, or LB. South Sider and North Sider boys definately don't mix and fight half the time.
Ɯιиɢƨ σғ тнɛ βɛнσℓ∂ɛя
As a child, you saw pictures of mutants. Like cats with 'wings' or whatever. And when you would look out your window, you would see birds flyin higher thain the sky, but you were never envious of thies animals. You were one of them. Somehow in your geans, smething got screwed up and you were born with full, wings. You could accuretly fly and everything. For some of you kids, your parents accepted you for you. For other kids, your parents throught you were freaks and threw you out on the street at a young age. But whatever the circumstances may be, somehow, you were wandering in a far stretch of woods on the far side of town, and you herd something in the distance. When cureosity burned you all the way through, you desided to go investigate it. After walking about a quarter of a mile deeper into the woods, you stumbled across a log cabin. It did not look big on the outside, but somehow, you knew, that the inside was huge. Voices and laughter came out room the house, and they stared to get louder as people aproached the door. You jumped back, cowering behind a tree, wanting to see what kids were hiding in the woods. A second or two passed, and two teenagers walked out. But that isnt what made your blood run cold in your body. On their back was two light, feathery wings. What will you do now?
Ɩитσ тнɛ Ɯσσ∂ƨ
It's the same routine every year; your parents go on vacation to Europe, leaving you with your crazy vegan godparents and their kids. They live in North-Western Washington, deep in the Olympic mountains. The closest town is nothing but a ghost anymore, and you can only dream of escaping. But what if there is an escape, closer than you could ever imagine? There have been rumors about the woods for years, mythical creatures that have been brawling, good against bad, for years, but you haven't been foolish enough to believe them. It's only when you go into the woods, that you learn it's deepest, darkest secrets.
Өยг รтгคภﻮє єʏєร
You are different.
~
And not in that stupid ‘Everyone’s unique’ sort of way that some optimistic people say with their overly-happy grins. You are truly different, barely even human. I bet it would wipe the smile of those optimists’ faces if they saw you. Because you cannot hide your difference, it’s shown plain on your skin.
~
A mark.
~
There is something else you have. Power. You are superhuman, some with the ability to move rocks and others with the ability to read your mind. I made a mistake though, let me rephrase that. You are not superhuman. In fact, you aren’t even human. You are a Hemi. Half-human. The other half, nobody knows.
Δ Ƨωɛɛт Ƭнιиɢ Ɔαℓℓɛ∂ ˩σʌɛ
Well being a teenager has it's up and downs, but sometimes it has it's opertunities. School, Job, Friends, Car, Room, what else could you ask for? Those are all great things, but there is one thing you seem to be missing. Love. A person who truly knows you, a person who has your back, someone who adores you, someone who truley LOVES you. After all it is your first year in Collage, and there seem's to always be a new opertunity. Maybe it includes love. Welcome to Artemise Arrow Collage, Galveston, Texas.
Ƨιʓɛ 0
Hi! I'm Wish. Welcome to my new modeling agency, Ɔнιc! Here we take only the best of models, and to qualify you must meet the requirements, but if you seem unhealthy, we won't take you. Now, down to business, do you meet the requirements?
Well, if you're still reading you must have passed the requirements. Anyways, we'll give you an application to send in, and good luck ladies!
Why hello there! I'm Sandy, the manager of Ɔяαʓɛ. Welcome everyone! Ok down to business, we have just a few requirements.
Anyways, here are you applications, and good luck to everyone!
Hello, I'm Lenny, and I'm the current owner of Starstruck. Now, there are a few things we require for you to be able to join.
Thank You for joining our model agency, Starstruck.
Broomsbury and Brimswick Acadamy of Hunting
Welcome to Broomsbury and Brimswick, here you will learn the skills needed to hunt werewolves.
Welcome to the Pack of the Rising Sun, we live just off the campus of Broomsburry and Brimswick. This is your home. Werewolves change on full moons.
ωяσηg ѕι∂є σƒ тнє тяα¢кѕ
Welcome to Rosewood, a seemingly peaceful and quiet neighborhood, if you live on the right side of town. You've lived here you're whole life, you and you're family trying to hold up the perfect family image while on the inside you're life's literally ripping at the seems. To the North Siders, you're known as the snotty rich kids who always get what they want and take things for granted. North siders and South Siders don't associate with each other due to race and the North Sider's reputation. All North Siders are in a gang called the Latino Bloods, or LB. South Sider and North Sider boys definately don't mix and fight half the time.
Ɯιиɢƨ σғ тнɛ βɛнσℓ∂ɛя
As a child, you saw pictures of mutants. Like cats with 'wings' or whatever. And when you would look out your window, you would see birds flyin higher thain the sky, but you were never envious of thies animals. You were one of them. Somehow in your geans, smething got screwed up and you were born with full, wings. You could accuretly fly and everything. For some of you kids, your parents accepted you for you. For other kids, your parents throught you were freaks and threw you out on the street at a young age. But whatever the circumstances may be, somehow, you were wandering in a far stretch of woods on the far side of town, and you herd something in the distance. When cureosity burned you all the way through, you desided to go investigate it. After walking about a quarter of a mile deeper into the woods, you stumbled across a log cabin. It did not look big on the outside, but somehow, you knew, that the inside was huge. Voices and laughter came out room the house, and they stared to get louder as people aproached the door. You jumped back, cowering behind a tree, wanting to see what kids were hiding in the woods. A second or two passed, and two teenagers walked out. But that isnt what made your blood run cold in your body. On their back was two light, feathery wings. What will you do now?
Ɩитσ тнɛ Ɯσσ∂ƨ
It's the same routine every year; your parents go on vacation to Europe, leaving you with your crazy vegan godparents and their kids. They live in North-Western Washington, deep in the Olympic mountains. The closest town is nothing but a ghost anymore, and you can only dream of escaping. But what if there is an escape, closer than you could ever imagine? There have been rumors about the woods for years, mythical creatures that have been brawling, good against bad, for years, but you haven't been foolish enough to believe them. It's only when you go into the woods, that you learn it's deepest, darkest secrets.
Өยг รтгคภﻮє єʏєร
You are different.
~
And not in that stupid ‘Everyone’s unique’ sort of way that some optimistic people say with their overly-happy grins. You are truly different, barely even human. I bet it would wipe the smile of those optimists’ faces if they saw you. Because you cannot hide your difference, it’s shown plain on your skin.
~
A mark.
~
There is something else you have. Power. You are superhuman, some with the ability to move rocks and others with the ability to read your mind. I made a mistake though, let me rephrase that. You are not superhuman. In fact, you aren’t even human. You are a Hemi. Half-human. The other half, nobody knows.
Δ Ƨωɛɛт Ƭнιиɢ Ɔαℓℓɛ∂ ˩σʌɛ
Well being a teenager has it's up and downs, but sometimes it has it's opertunities. School, Job, Friends, Car, Room, what else could you ask for? Those are all great things, but there is one thing you seem to be missing. Love. A person who truly knows you, a person who has your back, someone who adores you, someone who truley LOVES you. After all it is your first year in Collage, and there seem's to always be a new opertunity. Maybe it includes love. Welcome to Artemise Arrow Collage, Galveston, Texas.
Ƨιʓɛ 0
Hi! I'm Wish. Welcome to my new modeling agency, Ɔнιc! Here we take only the best of models, and to qualify you must meet the requirements, but if you seem unhealthy, we won't take you. Now, down to business, do you meet the requirements?
Well, if you're still reading you must have passed the requirements. Anyways, we'll give you an application to send in, and good luck ladies!
Why hello there! I'm Sandy, the manager of Ɔяαʓɛ. Welcome everyone! Ok down to business, we have just a few requirements.
Anyways, here are you applications, and good luck to everyone!
Hello, I'm Lenny, and I'm the current owner of Starstruck. Now, there are a few things we require for you to be able to join.
Thank You for joining our model agency, Starstruck.
[i]Hello, I'm Shayna, and I'm the current owner of On Top Modeling Agency. These are the requirments I go by;
Thanks for applying for On Top Madeling Agency.
Ɩcʏ Ɖяɛαмƨ
The cold arctic tundra is a brutal and unforgiving place. It never takes it easy, you have to be the tuffest of the tuff to survive here. Only the dogs with the thickest fur and strongest limbs are picked, and only they survive. The others, not so lucky. You must have great courage and stamina. Also in adition, you must be a familar with The Law of the Fang. Meaning, two top dogs are going to fight to the death. Thats the way it is. Only the strongest survive, and that is that.
This rp is about the struggle of being a sled dog, pulling heavy loads over hundreds of miles.
Ɖяɛαмιиɢ Яɛαℓιтʏ
It couldn't be real, could it?
A radio contest, that was all it took for you and your friends to win something that you would have always dreamed of, but doubted would have happened. Now you're here- Becker Manor. The importance of this manor? Well honestly, not all that much, it's old and frankly other than the amazing basement den isn't all that interesting. It's more or less your roomies that have you excited.
You and your four friends will be living with the famed One Direction for the next two months.
Because they have just recently finished up their tour the boys wanted some down time and opted to rent the manor for an estate for the five of them to share. Though their manager proposed the idea of making a radio contest to offer the prize of sharing the manor with them. Figuring that maybe it could make their little vacation house a bit more fun they granted access of the reward.
Now what will happen? Will everything be peaceful? Or will this be a house of drama?
Ƭнɛ Ɔнαℓɛиɢɛƨ
"Imagine if the World was a Forest..."
Would you have Anything to Hide?
Something to Keep?
People to be With?
Enemies to Fight With?
A Special Power to Use?
"What if your Life was About to Change?"
For the Better?
For the Worse?
In a New Place?
With New People?
You Never know the Answers to these Questions, until you Live It...
Ғαмɛ Ѧɛɛтƨ Ғαи
You have been chosen out of millions of fans to live in a huge mansion with the famous band, One Direction. You should be excited! A whole entire year, with your idols! The reality show is called "Fame Meets Fan" and every year it picks a ridiculously famous group of people and it haves fans audition to live with them in a big mansion for a year. This of course should be interesting, you think. Maybe you'll even get some romance! Anyway, the boys have agreed to it and are just as excited as you are to meet you. But they haven't even seen you yet, all they know is your name. Of course the TV show has purposely accepted 7 girls instead of five, for drama. And thats all they're looking for. You get dropped off, and you look up to the beautiful place you will be living in. Its huge, no question about it, and so is the area around it. But you're nervous too, because unless your one of the guys, you don't know anybody here.
Cameras will be constantly surrounding you, but they are secret, and you have no idea where they are. This is a place not meant for a fun time, this is meant for drama, outrage, love, and betrayal.
Ƭσ βɛ ˩σʌɛ∂ βʏ Ƴσʋ ♥
You met the boys on the X Factor, but got eliminated after a few shows. You played it cool on stage, but broke down backstage in tears. The boys comforted you and told you you had a beautiful voice. You guys hung out later on, and they invited you to stay in their mansion. You had been fans since the X Factor, got to be friends with them and now this? How cool is that? ♥
Thanks for applying for On Top Madeling Agency.
Ɩcʏ Ɖяɛαмƨ
The cold arctic tundra is a brutal and unforgiving place. It never takes it easy, you have to be the tuffest of the tuff to survive here. Only the dogs with the thickest fur and strongest limbs are picked, and only they survive. The others, not so lucky. You must have great courage and stamina. Also in adition, you must be a familar with The Law of the Fang. Meaning, two top dogs are going to fight to the death. Thats the way it is. Only the strongest survive, and that is that.
This rp is about the struggle of being a sled dog, pulling heavy loads over hundreds of miles.
Ɖяɛαмιиɢ Яɛαℓιтʏ
It couldn't be real, could it?
A radio contest, that was all it took for you and your friends to win something that you would have always dreamed of, but doubted would have happened. Now you're here- Becker Manor. The importance of this manor? Well honestly, not all that much, it's old and frankly other than the amazing basement den isn't all that interesting. It's more or less your roomies that have you excited.
You and your four friends will be living with the famed One Direction for the next two months.
Because they have just recently finished up their tour the boys wanted some down time and opted to rent the manor for an estate for the five of them to share. Though their manager proposed the idea of making a radio contest to offer the prize of sharing the manor with them. Figuring that maybe it could make their little vacation house a bit more fun they granted access of the reward.
Now what will happen? Will everything be peaceful? Or will this be a house of drama?
Ƭнɛ Ɔнαℓɛиɢɛƨ
"Imagine if the World was a Forest..."
Would you have Anything to Hide?
Something to Keep?
People to be With?
Enemies to Fight With?
A Special Power to Use?
"What if your Life was About to Change?"
For the Better?
For the Worse?
In a New Place?
With New People?
You Never know the Answers to these Questions, until you Live It...
Ғαмɛ Ѧɛɛтƨ Ғαи
You have been chosen out of millions of fans to live in a huge mansion with the famous band, One Direction. You should be excited! A whole entire year, with your idols! The reality show is called "Fame Meets Fan" and every year it picks a ridiculously famous group of people and it haves fans audition to live with them in a big mansion for a year. This of course should be interesting, you think. Maybe you'll even get some romance! Anyway, the boys have agreed to it and are just as excited as you are to meet you. But they haven't even seen you yet, all they know is your name. Of course the TV show has purposely accepted 7 girls instead of five, for drama. And thats all they're looking for. You get dropped off, and you look up to the beautiful place you will be living in. Its huge, no question about it, and so is the area around it. But you're nervous too, because unless your one of the guys, you don't know anybody here.
Cameras will be constantly surrounding you, but they are secret, and you have no idea where they are. This is a place not meant for a fun time, this is meant for drama, outrage, love, and betrayal.
Ƭσ βɛ ˩σʌɛ∂ βʏ Ƴσʋ ♥
You met the boys on the X Factor, but got eliminated after a few shows. You played it cool on stage, but broke down backstage in tears. The boys comforted you and told you you had a beautiful voice. You guys hung out later on, and they invited you to stay in their mansion. You had been fans since the X Factor, got to be friends with them and now this? How cool is that? ♥
