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[haadez_]

My name is Brandon Tyler Cole. I was named after my mother's father Tyler, and I got my dad's last name of Cole. I'm 18 and I was born on December 9th, 1994. I don't like having my birthday in the Christmas month. Normally I'd celebrate my birthday on Christmas, and it sucks. I'm a male, a dude, a guy, a gentleman, a boy. You can call me any of those but I'm defiantly male, or at least I was last time I checked. My mom died when I was 8 years old, and my dad died when I was 10. I then went to an orphanage. I got adopted when I was 12 and I still live with my adoptive parents. I have 3 "sisters" and they suck! There always hogging the bathroom, and fighting and yelling. I'm planning on moving out when I'm 19. I was born in Dallas, Texas and lived there till my dad died so I have a bit of a country accent. It's dissapering slightly, and I'm glad. Having a country accent doesn't fit me. I don't look like I'd have one and I hate it anyways. My "sisters" names are, Vicky, she's 17, Kris she's 19, and Keya, shes 12. My adoptive mom's name is Trish Countwell, and my adoptive dads name is Mark Countwell

I am a simple guy, and I guess I'm kind of a loner. When my mom died, I was diagnosed with depression. As my dad died, my health spiraled downward and I was in the hospital for a year. When I went back to the orphanage, it was only a couple of months before I was adopted. I began to talk again and my spirits raised. Now I'm a happy guy, and I am a joker. My friends are always laughing when I'm around. I love to play football, and I skateboard. I guess you can call me a jock. I'm good at sports. I don't talk a lot in front of tons of people, but I like to dance. Any type of dance I can do, but I'm best at break dancing and hip-hop. I'm a flirty guy, and I flirt with half the girls at school, not that they mind, but when I really like someone, I'm nervous and clumsy around them, and I stammer and stutter when I talk to them. I'm actually very smart, I pass every test I take, and I have straight A's each quarter. Everything just comes to me naturally, mostly because I remember almost everything that I hear. I don't really get mad or upset, but when I am mad, I tend to ignore you and glare at you, but I get over things fast. I don't hold grudges with anyone. I like cats, I have three, a brown tabby tom named Hijack, a white she-cat named Haiku, and a cream colored she-cat named coffee. I like hip-hop, I like the music because it's easy for me to dance to, and I like the dance because its fun and I enjoy it. I like girls, well duh! I hate suck up girls, there so annoying and rude to other people. I also hate golf, it's so boring and it shouldn't be considered a sport. It's offensive to the word sports. There aren't many things I hate. My hobbies are skateboarding which I do everyday whenever there's extra time, eating, I enjoy eating a lot, being on tumblr, as long as I have internet I'm on tumblr, and reading, I can read a 700 page book in an hour. I'm afraid of flying, airplanes and me don't mix, I will never get on an airplane in my life. I'm also afraid of heights, another reason I will never be in an airplane. I'm mostly afraid of dieing because I don't know what happens after you die. I don't want to live in darkness when I die. I'm allergic to seafood, it's a major allergy.

I have brown shaggy hair that is long enough to cover my eyes, though I normally have it off to the side, especially when I wear a hat, which is almost all the time. I have a muscular build, though I am quiet thin. I'm very strong and I have a six pack. I have broad-ish shoulders, and I have long legs which help me run faster. Normally I wear skinny jeans that sag a bit on me. I also wear a cool looking shirt with a slightly over-sized jacket over it, a hat, and converse shoes. I have a nose piercing and I plan on getting stitch tattoos over my lips, along with snakebites. My eyes are grey but they change colors depending on what color I'm wearing, or with my mood. I don't wear glasses or contacts, I have perfect eyesight. I am slightly pale, but I've gotten a bit tanner over the years. I'm 6'1 and I weigh 142 pounds.

Right now, I'm single, but I am looking for a girlfriend. All the girls I've dated we're so stuck up and rude, I dumped them. I want a girl whose, kind to other people, who is smart and can actually talk normally instead in texting language, and whose funny so she'll get my jokes. I also want her to be cute. The girl I want to date, I want to be a cat person, or at least a person who doesn't mind cats. I am straight, and I only date girls, though I have a friend who bisexual. I'm not really picky about who I date, though I probably should be or else, I'll be dating stuck-up girls forever.


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>> thanks for accepting me c:

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ɴαмe Halim Najjar
αɢe eighteen
ɢeɴder male

we're introducing ourselves now?
well, it's not that halim is completely unsociable, but he feels like introductions are a very awkward and formal ritual only to be done when giving your sympathies or congratulating someone for something. when you're meeting someone for the first time, the appropriate response is to announce in a loud voice that he is the Greatest Man in the World, then leave it to the other person to figure out his name through conversation. introductions always tended to stagnate a conversation, halim found. halim's name is ethnically arabic--his entire name, mind--and he doesn't have a middle name, which never bothered him. it's one less thing he has to fill out on forms, right? he neither minds nor loves his name. halim is halim. that is all.

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нeιɢнт six feet, two inches [6' 2'']
weιɢнт one hundred seventy three pounds [173 lbs]
нαιr black
eyeѕ brown
pнyѕιqυe ... enduring?

do me a favor and don't challenge me to an arm wrestle?
halim is anything but athletic. okay, so he ran track and field in, like, middle school, and continues to go jogging once every, like, month, so his endurance isn't that bad (comparatively, it could be a ton worse), but honestly, he'll lose in any fight he gets into, whether it's a full out brawl or a thumb wrestle. he's lanky and thin (kind of like a string bean), and has hardly any muscle on him. halim certainly doesn't body build. he can run decent distances but he can't lift anything heavier than, say, fifty pounds? in other aspects, halim's hair is a smooth black. at one point, he tried cutting it close to his head, but that didn't really work out well. he mostly sweeps it up out of his face these days. surprisingly, it doesn't take half as much hair product as people think, although it's still perpetually tussled and is all around messy. but if he puts in anymore, he might as well be walking around with a hair salon on his head, which is the last thing halim wants. he really does have that beard though, although he makes sure it's never super overgrown or anything. super overgrown, hagrid-like beards really bother halim. he figures it looks nice, although other people have told him otherwise. oh, well. his eyes are brown and he usually wears glasses except on very special occasions which, in his book, are limited only to mourning or celebrating an award of some sort. his eyesight is terrible, so be merciful and don't steal his glasses, okay?

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lιĸeѕ cold mornings, orion [constellation], august [month], black coffee, 64-pack crayons with the sharpener in the back
dιѕlιĸeѕ too much frosting, cheesecake, incense, smartphone cases, 0.9 or 0.7 mm lead
ғeαrѕ premature death of his mother, planes, ships/boats
ғlαwѕ unsympathetic, somewhat unapproachable, somewhat irritating cynicism
ѕтreɴɢтнѕ persistent, dependable, great essay writer (mostly because he has a specific eloquence he rarely shows off, since he never talks)

oh, I'm definitely the cool kid.
halim is the guy that's sitting in the background and soaking everything in. it's not that he's quiet and it's not that he's a sociopath or anything, but it's just that when he's in a crowd, he somehow disappears into the back. halim is not extremely notable. while he has a sense of humor, he is not the class clown. while he can get through classes all right, he's far from the class genius. while he is talkative enough, he certainly does not have a loud voice that carries over the ten other ones in the room. in short, halim is forgettable. it's easy to miss him sitting at the edge of the circle with his slight smile as he listens to the conversation going on around him. fortunately for him, halim is not someone that wants the leadership role. he has never wanted to be a group head or a mouthpiece. being in charge never occurred to him as something that he wanted. he'd much prefer to go about life in an easy, casual way--which is to say, he's lazy. although in a good way. halim certainly is studious, and he's able to get himself out of bed every morning at seven a.m. sharp to go to school. it's just that, when it comes to socializing and the food chain that is society, halim is the guy that's kind of floating on the side. he's been tracked through all the rungs, and he's mostly climbed up (or down) by association with specific people. basically, he went along for the ride. while it was nice being in the more popular crowd because their conversation was more generic, halim found that the lower status people were just as friendly. in any case, halim usually ends up eating alone or with a few colleagues. he has a hard time really connecting on a deep, emotional level with people, although he can usually figure out what makes people tick. for all of his lack of verbiage, halim makes up in observation. halim tends to remember a few notable, quirky things about a conversation, like how the candy cane colors of john harlem's christmas tree were neon blue and brown, or how jackie sullivan's mom had, the night before the conversation, perhaps three bottles of watered down cranberry vodka and ended up sound asleep on the floor and jackie had to clean up after her. all the important stuff, though, like calculus, has a hard time sticking to halim's head. he has what we'd call a 'selective memory'. he remembers what he wants to remember and discards everything else. when is he going to use the second derivative of a function to find the inflection points of an ideal graph? like, never. that's what he figures. halim has this way about him that allows him to be completely relaxed about everything in life, whether it was about having a test next period or finding out he bombed the said test the next day. it's incredible how careless he seems at times, but then again, maybe he really doesn't give a crap how his life turns out. again, he's totally accepting of everything. as such, he can both be easy and hard to talk to. while he seems to pay attention well enough, smiles, and nods in the correct places, your words are probably going in one ear and out the next while his brain filters out which parts are strange enough for him to remember. halim is easy to talk to because he's actually pretty decent at small talk. years of watching people do it themselves pretty much makes him an expert. he always asks the generic questions and is able to bust out a couple of small but polite jokes in the process. however, it's easy to find the conversation run dry and become bland after a while. this is where speaking with halim becomes hard. he doesn't present any interesting subjects to talk about, most of the time. halim is rather passionless for many things, and while he likes many things, there are few things that he believes are worth making an entire conversation about. similarly, he doesn't complain much because he really just learns to get over it very quickly. annoying people, ignorant people, stupid people, people that are downright insufferable, when a day just turns for the worst--halim just goes with it and accepts life for what it is. as such, he rarely complains, so if you want to rant with him on something, you'd better be sure it's a damn good subject, because the likelihood is that he'll just stare at you wondering why you're wasting his time. in all honesty, it takes a lot to work halim up into a real rage. he's a really chill, easygoing guy, and he's always willing to have a slight smile on his face that says that he's totally open to conversation even though he should really be doing something else, right now. however, if there is something that really sets him off (that's incredibly doubtful), he'll be very sure to make sure the score is settled somewhere, somehow. of all the things that he learns about people, you should remember that there are a few things you might've let slip around him. just because people don't talk to him a lot for the sake of friendship doesn't mean he doesn't tag along to parties where people get drunk and high and tell him all sorts of things they shouldn't. of course, halim isn't a total saint either, but he tries to make sure he's sober enough to drive, because he knows no one is going to bother driving him home. when he does find something that interests him (for better or for worse), he pursues it with irritating doggedness. it's impossible to convince him to do something otherwise, which is something, he thinks, he's entitled to, since he's so easy going all the other times. others always complain to him about their lives, so he figures that he can do whatever he wants once in a while no matter the expense if everyone else is taking advantage of the fact that he's the perfect pair of ears to whine to. although people rarely try and start a conversation with him willingly, and he rarely tries to make conversation, himself. he's perfectly aware of how hopeless he is at interesting chats. he actually likes having quiet time, however, and doesn't mind when he's left alone to think about random things for a while. if you purposefully ask him direct questions about his life, his interests, and so on and so forth, halim will probably answer you. it's not that he has anything to hide, it's just that if you don't ask yourself, then he assumes you're just not interested in the first place and you're kind of talking to him to basically brag about yourself, which if fine, really, but it's just that halim couldn't be bothered to tell his life story to someone that really doesn't care. surprisingly, halim has the capability to be quite eloquent and charming, and frankly, he actually could be a really great leader for his charisma. it's just that, again, he can't connect well with people. he just doesn't know how to do it. while he's not cold or completely unsympathetic, he's got trouble sincerely empathizing with other people and creatures. it's not to say that he's completely self-absorbed either, but in general, it's probably because he's heard so many versions of the same complained history that he can't be bothered to feel sorry for the person. there's someone else in line that'll have the same story who's looking for attention, and even halim has his limits. as such, he doesn't really have many friends--which he considers are people to the highest degree of trust. people he talks to on a regular basis are people that he calls "acquaintances". people he eats food with regularly and makes jokes and in general are more friendly with him than his acquaintances are his "colleagues". and after that are "friends", although he has, like, none of them. friends, by his definition, are people you can trust infallibly, and he's not really met someone yet that he feels he can trust and who can put their trust in halim, because he's not going to bother pulling through for someone that doesn't think halim is worth depending on. what sort of friendship is that? halim really will pull through for people he cares about, although if you're not one of them, then you'll have to settle for his politely, every-plastered on, conversational smile. he doesn't owe you anything, and he knows it.

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pαreɴтѕ divorced; his mother [aisha, 49], and his father [sayid, 57], who apparently disappeared off the face of the earth.
ѕιвlιɴɢѕ his five siblings. from order of oldest to youngest: fatima (female, 30), amani (female, 28), sanaa (female, 25), halim, jalila (female, 20), and kareem (male, 17).
вorɴ december 12th in tehran, iran

nothing much happened, you know.
halim was born on December twelfth. he has both an iranian and an american citizenship, although that hardly matters anymore. he was born in Iran but moved soon after, as his parents wanted to get away from the politics of it all. they soon immigrated to the United States, where halim grew up. subsequently, he's much better at English than Arabic, although if you engage him in casual conversation, he can get by fairly easily. halim mostly went about his business and went with the flow. he didn't complain, make much of a ruckus, or otherwise become much of a hindrance for anyone to the best of his abilities. he was not overly exceptional in school but had solid crap to A-s, and no one really raised a fuss. he went out for a couple of sports and fell into track and field for most of the time because he found his muscular potential wasn't exactly high. for a while, he was perfectly content with his life. halim had long since gotten used to the idea of being one of the overshadowed siblings in a family of six. he was the second youngest of the family and thus easily looked over in favor for others. halim never really minded. he preferred to stay in the background. the leadership role was never something that he really wanted. it never appealed to him. again, he goes with the flow. that being said, he was generally popular for his geniality and cordiality. He was never outright mean to anyone, but then again, he wasn't overly trusting with anyone either. halim failed to make many "best" friends, although he had crowds of "friends" at school. somehow, though, he ended up sitting alone at a table during free periods or lunch. then again, he never minded. he liked the quiet time. it seems like halim never much minded anything. sometime during his first seen years, his parents began talking about divorce, although at the time it didn't really occur to him as something to worry about. however, it really did happen, although it was all taken care of calmly and quietly. it wasn't that there was some sort of exuberant reason why his parents separated. they just didn't love each other much anymore. and while halim did love his father when he was a child, now that he's older and his father hasn't really bothered to keep contact with the family, halim honestly couldn't care less about the guy. he doesn't much mind talking about the past, though, since he really doesn't feel upset when he thinks about it. frankly, he was never extremely close with his father, although if you try and take a dig at his mom in any way, halim will definitely reject you and your existence. don't test him on this. the lady raised six children and shipped them all through school and college (most of them, anyway, that are old enough to). his mom is his hero simply because of the feats she's managed by herself.

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orιeɴтαтιoɴ heterosexual
ιɴтereѕт none, at the moment

it's okay, I guess.
halim's definitely gone out with people in the past, but he's never really fallen for anyone super hard. there's been some crushes here and there, some infatuations, and some unhealthy obsessions in his freshman year in particular, but in general, halim's love life has been kind of uneventful. it's mostly because he's not the type to really tell people all about himself in one go right off the bat, although he doesn't really avoid direct questions. but if it's not the subject of the conversation, halim has the nasty habit of directing the topic towards someone else--anyone else--but him. while it's nice to have a lot of attention at first, his partners usually find that it's exasperating to have to date someone that doesn't talk about themselves--ever--and doesn't really seem to forge a deep devotion to you, which halim really doesn't do. he has the capability to be fiercely loyal, but you really, really, really have to earn it, and a shared basket of chili fries at a mall is not going to cut it.

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{ I don't want this to die!

[Little Lotte]

{ I don't want this to die!

{{ Me neither! I'm starting to think I bring bad luck, every roleplay I join dies... :(
Hopefully we'll be able to start soon... before the curse of having me in a roleplay befalls us.

[benexo]

-- Ahh me too. It's just that there's still about 4 people who need to finish their form...I'll message them today or tomorrow but if they don't reply, I know people who will take their slots so I don't think we have to worry about this dying yet c:

@ Ocarina, storm trooper, perfect., & Try•and•Fly ;
PLEASE message me your forms within the next 48 hours. Otherwise, all four slots will be re-opened up. Since most people have already turned in their forms and are waiting to start, I figured it's only fair, and you have had three to four days already! Also, a reminder that reserved slots does not always mean acceptance. Thanks guys.

[Little Lotte]

{{ A note to all
the roleplays I'm
in; I may or may not
come online tomorrow
because I'll be travelling. ;3

[stormi.]

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Nicknames:Chris & Chistopher
Age:16
Birthday:April 9th
Birthplace:Milan, Italy

Hi! I'm Christian Martin Wells. I'm here for a interview on, well, me."
Hi there Christian! Please take a seat and we will begin your interview.

So, Christian, how old are you?
Well, I just turned sixteen a few months ago, so I guess I'm sixteen.
Wonderful. Do you have any nicknames that people call you?
Yes, a few actually. You see, my birth name was Christopher, but I hated it so much that I begged my parents to change it. They really liked the idea of my name starting with Chris, so they came up with Christian. It wasn't my first choice, but I liked it much better than Christopher. My friends call me Chris for short, because it's just a quicker way to say my name. My parents still call me Christopher, but since its just them, I don't mind it as much as I use to. My sister calls me Christian, Weirdazoy, and my favorite out of the few, Christina. Don't you wish you had my sister?
Ok. When is your birthday?
My birthday is April 9th. I'm not a fan of my birthday as it doesn't fall on anything special, it's just a day. You see, my sisters birthday is in summer, so when we celebrate her birthday we can do fun things, like go on vacation. When my birthday comes all I get is a party, some gifts, and a day of school. Yay!
Perfect. Where were you born, if you don't mind me asking?
No worries, I don't mind at all. I was born in Italy, Milan if you want me to be exact.

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Hair:Blonde
Eyes:Hazel
Weight:142.6
Height:5'6
My style:Normal. Love caps!
Skin tone:Tan

We need you to describe yourself in this section.
What is your hair color?
My hair color is blonde. I was born with brown hair, like my mother and sister, but I dyed it blonde when I was in seventh grade. My parents told me that since I couldn't go on vacation for my birthday, I could do something different. I chose to dye my hair a different color, and they approved.
Thanks. Would you mind telling us your eye color?
My eye color is hazel, just like my dad, and my sister. It's sad that my sister and I look so much alike.
Would you mind telling us your weight?
Since I'm not a girl, sure. I weigh around 142.6, no,i weigh 143, no its 142. Oh my! I've been listening to my sister too much. She always tells me to make sure I weigh that exact amount because if I'm wrong, and I weigh more, it's going to come tumbling down. I know, worst sister.
Thank you. Ok, next...your height?
I am 5'6. Yeah, yeah, I know, my sister is taller. Got it.
Lovely. Now, would you mind describing your skin tone?
"I'm a tan color, I always look like I have been tanning, when I haven't.Anyway, my skin tone once again is a tan color. Just like me sister, you can see the joy in my face.
Splendid. Can you explain your style to us?
I don't really have a style, but if I had to say something to describe the way I dress, it would be normal. I dress like a normal person, but the one thing that might be different is that I love to wear caps.

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History:Normal
Personality:Annoying
LikesSleeping, tigers, dancing
Dislikes:going to school, studying, homework
Favorite color:blue

Now we are going to dig into your personal life.

Tell me about yourself.

Annoying. I try my best to annoy people, I feel like its my duty to annoy everyone I know, especially my sister. When people say I'm annoying them, I act all depressed and stuff, but inside, I'm laughing like crazy. I feel that if you don't get annoyed everyday, you aren't living life, so you see, I'm helping people by annoying them.

Even though I'm really annoying, I'm a very positive person, when it doesn't have anything to do with school. I try to cheer people up, and make them smile. I also try to make new friends, and do a good deed everyday, somI have good karma. There are a few special days I am nothing but positive, thoughts days are report card days. Haha!

I am nothing like my sister when it comes to school, thank god for that! I hate studying, and doing homework, so I don't, easy as that. My sister calls her self being a good older smiling when she yells at me for failing all of my classes, but that's ok. After sixteen years of knowing her, and having to listen to her cow voice, I've mastered the skill of tuning her out. Proud skill!

I'm a party animal! Like seriously, I can hear the word party from a mile away, no joke. I love parties, and people love inviting me to parties because when I'm there, your party never gets boring. Got it? Good. Haha!
Do you have any parties coming up? If you do, can I come?

Wow. Ok. Uhm, do you mind talking about your history?
Ok. So. Here we go.
Well, when I was eight my parents separated for a few months, and by a few months, I really mean a few. By the end of the year they were back together, it was like I blinked, they were separated, then I blinked again and they were back together. Like nothing ever happened. Now my parents are happily married and living together in a five bedroom, four bathroom house in Beverly hills, California.

So, that's just a quick summary of my past, here is a bit more.
I was born and raised in Milan, Italy till I was four years old, then me and my parents, not forgetting my little brother, moved to California. My sister wanted to become either a professional dancer, actress, or singer, maybe even all three, and the best place for her to do that was in California. I'm not going to lie, I would also like to become a professional dancer.

When we first moved we were in a small two bedroom apartment. It was the WORST experience of my life because I had to share a room with my older sister. Anyway, we were there for about two years until both my parents got strong jobs, and we're able to afford a bigger, better, more extravagant place.

We moved into a three bedroom house, which was a much better living place for me because I got some privacy. Thank god! I didn't have to worry about my older sister walking in the room when I was changing, not doing my homework, or practicing my dancing, it was awesome! Eventually my parents got promoted and we got to move to Beverly Hills, California.

We owned this five bedroom, four bathroom house, which had a pool, and a gym all inside of it, not taking up any of the bedrooms. I felt like I was in a mansion, which I kinda was. I was on the third floor, my parents on the second, and my sister on the first. I was far from everyone, and I got a whole floor to myself. Awesome!

So that's my history, nothing dramatic, only simple things, mostly just me moving.

Thank you. Your likes and dislikes? Oh! And your favorite color?
Ok. This is easy!

I like;
Dancing
Being lazy
Watching T.V
Being myself
Not doing homework
Weekends
Animals
Eating
Cooking
Music
Not going to school

Dislikes:
Getting good grades
Studying
Learning
Doing stuff
Helping people
Not making friends
Not annoying people
Talking to people who try to be like me
People who hate me
People I hate
Not dancing!

My favorite color would have to be blue. It is a common color, not to edgy, just right.

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Father: Roger Wells
Mother:Marie Fernandez
Sister:Diana Lynn Wells
Childhood best friend:David Froster
Girlfriend:Nope
Relationship status:Single
Ex:Macy Smith

Almost done. Mind telling me about your relationships?

Parents?
My parents are wonderful people, I have a strong bond with them that hasn't faded yet. I hope I never grow far from my parents as I would be lost without them.
Your sister?
My sister is crazy, but I love her. She is really protective of me, especially if I'm dating someone. She always has my back, even if I haven't been the best brother. Don't tell her I said this, but I have an awesome sister.
Your childhood best friend?
David was my childhood best friend, we were like brothers, seriously. Since we both had a sister, we thought of each other like brothers, since we had no one else except our dads. He was awesome, and I was lucky to have him as a friend. One day we got into this huge fight and stopped talking to each other, I thought we would make up, but we never did.I moved on, so did he.
One last thing, your relationship status?
Well, I am single and fine with it. I just got out of the longest relationship I have ever been in. Her name was Macy, she was great. We had been friends since third grade, and at the beginning of 9th grade we decided to move up a step in our relationship, date. We got voted cutest couple in our 8th grade yearbook, even though at the time we were not a couple. That was the main reason we decided to try it out, and it worked out for awhile. We slowly started to drift apart, she joined cheerleading and dance, I joined dance and soccer. We were in different dance groups, and it was hard to keep in touch. Eventually we both decided to break it off, and just stay good friends.
Ok. We are done here. Thank you for your time. Bye.
No. Thank you. Bye.

[benexo]

-- Okay so, two guy spots opened up but I'm pretty sure I have at least one taker so hopefully we'll be starting very soon!! I refuse to let this roleplay die before it even starts haha c:

Happy apocalypse day everyone c;

[diamonds;;]

I'll take a guy slot if you want.

[benexo]

-- Haha thanks for the offer but I'd rather keep it one charrie per person c; Weeee only three slots left and then the party starts lol