ＪＥ Ｔ'ＡＩＭＥ, open!

[pumpkin.]

ＪＥ Ｔ'ＡＩＭＥ

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"Ｉ ＬＯＶＥ ＹＯＵ"

paris, france. you never thought you'd end up there. never, not even in a million years. of course, you'd been wanting to travel to paris for years; who in their right mind wouldn't want to see the eiffel tower up close, and not just in a picture or on a screen? but it had seemed like such a pointless wish; you couldn't just hop on a plane to paris, let alone afford a ticket! then, who knows what happens? you may have won a radio contest, inherited enough money to ditch your hometown, or just gotten a lucky strike. whatever it was, it doesn't matter-- you're going to paris! you pack your bags, and you're out of there. the plane ride there may have been excruciatingly long, but it didn't matter, it was all going to be worth the wait. or not. either way, you would be making the best of this trip. once arriving in la ville de l'amour (the city of love), you make your way to the hotel, excited to just get the party started! whoop, whoop! throwing open the door to your hotel room, you fling your bags onto the bed, your feet itching to just escort you out of there and over to a famous french landmark. before you could do so, though, there was a knock on the door, and a voice sounded through. "the others will be waiting in the downstairs lobby, sir/madame," is what you heard. wait-- what? who are these "others"? confused and a bit apprehensive towards what lies ahead, you exit your room and enter the downstairs lobby. not even a second after you placed a foot on the magnificently tiled floor did you hear your name being called from across the room. glancing up, that was when you saw them. the nine other people you'd have to share your trip to paris with.

okay, so, basically you're a boy/girl in a small town. you may have entered a contest, or maybe just worked up the money for the trip, but whatever you did, it got you to paris, france. the nine other people in the lobby are the nine other characters being role-played. when you booked a room for the hotel, the staff assigned you to a group on the same floor; they were pretty much your "hotel neighbors". the ten of you are stuck together as you travel through paris, sharing the adventure you'd been craving for years. the hotel doesn't approve of splitting up, but as long as you at least travel in a pair and meet back at the hotel at six, you're perfectly fine. it's expected for you to meet the group down in the lobby at twelve, and then spend the day together, returning back to the hotel at six for dinner. after dinner, you're allowed to roam and do whatever. enemies, friendship, and romance will occur; the happiness of your trip is in the hands of the nine others. they will either choose to crush it, or make it blossom.

[pumpkin.]

ＪＥ ＳＥＲＡＩ ＰＯèＴＥ ＥＴ ＴＯＩ ＰＯéＳＩＥ．
"I'll be a poet, and you'll be poetry." -- François Coppée

one-- only one character. there's only ten spots.
two-- no supernatural powers or anything of the sort.
three-- be able to write at least a paragraph (ten sentences).
four-- please try to keep characters distinct from each.
five-- no perfect characters; we all have flaws.
six-- no arguing out of character.
seven-- drama is encouraged. no drama, no good role-play.
eight-- you don't have to role-play in french.
nine-- role-play with different people, don't stick to one.
ten-- I'll reserve you a spot for five days. should be enough.
eleven-- don't post for a week? you're out.
twelve-- going away? pm me, and I'll extend reservations.
thirteen-- no younger than seventeen, no older than twenty.

ＰＯＵＲ ＴＯＵＪＯＵＲＳ ＥＴ à ＪＡＭＡＩＳ．
"Forever and for always." -- every french couple

the hotel where the characters are staying ♥
the closest known café ♥
the chateau de versailles ♥
the amusement park (open at night) ♥
the beach, mall, and any landmarks in paris are included.

if you find any intriguing locations to add, pm me.

[pumpkin.]

Ｍ'ＡＩＭＥＲ ＲＥＴＯＵＲ

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ＦéＭＩＮＩＮ （ＦＥＭＡＬＥ）

serenity taylor mcrabi -- nineteen -- page one -- tba
currently open -- age here -- page here -- crush here
aurelia strausser -- seventeen -- page one -- tba
abigail moreno -- eighteen -- page two -- tba
reserved for caine soren; -- age here -- page here -- crush here

ＭＡＳＣＵＬＩＮ （ＭＡＬＥ）

desmond cole -- nineteen -- page one -- tba
aditya dixit -- twenty -- page one -- tba
currently open -- age here -- page here -- crush here
currently open -- age here -- page here -- crush here
currently open -- age here -- page here -- crush here

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" ＬＯＶＥ ＭＥ ＢＡＣＫ "

[pumpkin.]

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⚔ ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ ｍｅｓｓ－ｕｐ ⚔

ｎａｍｅ－－ serenity taylor mcrabi.
ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ－－ commonly called sera.
ａｇｅ－－ nineteen, born november twenty-sixth.
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ－－ female. always will be.
ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ－－ pansexual.

⚔ ｇｒｏｗｎ－ｕｐ ｗｅｎｄｙ ⚔

ｔｈｅｍｅ－－ wings by little mix.
ｐｏｓｉｔｉｖｅ－－ optimistic, compassionate, imaginative.
ｎｅｇａｔｉｖｅ－－ immature, sarcastic, disrespectful.
ｃｒｕｓｈ－－ to be decided in a bit.

⚔ ｏｐｔｉｍｉｓｔｉｃ ｂｕｔｔｅｒｆｌｙ ⚔

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"ＳＰＲＥＡＤ ＹＯＵＲ ＷＩＮＧＳ， ＬＩＴＴＬＥ ＢＵＴＴＥＲＦＬＹ．"

words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.
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[~Harniet~]

~Aurelia Constellation Hecate Strausser~
{aka Aurelia, Aura}



Well hello! Aurelia Constellation Hecate Strausser at your service! Though you can just call me Aurelia, or Aura, whatever floats your boat! As you can probably tell, I'm quite the happy girl, but I've got a bit of an attitude if it's a bad day! I'm normally very bubbly and happy, though when something awful happens, I turn into a bit of a wreck. But let's not dwell on that! Let's see, what else ... oh! I'm 17, and top out at a whopping 5'7 with a decently slim build. My skins pretty pale, even though I'm usually outdoors, and my eyes are hazel. And yes, my hair is green. Get over it, it makes me me, and you know you're secretly jealous. Other than that, I like pie, the outdoors, horses, animals, antiques and old places, and I'm a sucker for adventures!

History-wise, my life's pretty basic. I grew up in Bismarck, North Dakota with my mom Dianne, my dad Thom, that older brother of mine Avalon, and my 3 wonderful pets, Cassidy the Staffordshire Bull Terrier, Storm the Dutch Warmblood, and Myst the Danish Warmblood mix. My childhood consisted of my favorite thing in the world, horseback riding, as well as studying, reading, and exploring my backyard woods. I went to Elementary and Middle school, and will finish my final year of High School this upcoming year!

I do not own the photo, and any relation to a real life person is completely coincidental!

[pumpkin.]

{accepté, je vous remercie.}
{ bosse (bump). }

[confliction]

xxx

xxxｄｅｓｍｏｎｄ
ｃｏｌｅ

xxx

..n a m e : Desmond Ellis Cole
xxa g e : 19 years old
xxo r i e n t a t i o n : heterosexual xxx
xxi n t e r e s t s :
xx- drawing
xx- fairy tales
xx- secluded places
xx- architecture
xxd i s l i k e s :
xx- birds
xx- honking
xx- roller coasters

p e r s o n a l i t y
If you know Des very well, you'd know that he's much more different than how he seems at first. A stranger would give him a glance, up-down, and decide he's a troublemaker or a bad boy or anything such as those titles. Maybe it's because of his scowls, the disgruntled way he dresses? Or is it the occasional cigarettes that some people catch him smoking? He knows what they think about him, he feels their sideways glances and raised eyebrows. But he's taught himself to avoid and move on. Avoid, and move on. You could use that phrase for his love life. He hasn't ever gotten into a promising relationship with any girl ever. And he doesn't really expect to anytime soon. No one does. He's been known to have some girl hanging around him for a day, and then she'd be gone. Another stranger he'd met for a night. But in truth, Des is really just ticked off at the world. Everything's just gotten so complicated and mean. He frowns because he hates it and yells because he can. He has a fight with strangers at least once a month. He doesn't get along with anyone, really. But if you do manage to somehow keep his interest for longer than just a few nights, you might learn things you'd never guess about him.

h i s t o r y
Des' parents are divorced and he recently moved out of his father's mansion. His mother is also fairly rich, her famous gardens stretch over more than four acres. It's literally an Alice in Wonderland sensation if you get the chance to wander around in there. He's an intern at some major architect company, and lives quite freely. His apartment is much nicer than any average 19 year old would have. The reason behind his parent's divorce wasn't anything too dramatic. No one cheated on anyone or abused anyone. They simply didn't 'feel the love' anymore. They fell apart from each other and they were fine with walking away. But Desmond was only ten and he didn't fully understand them. Eventually he made the hard decision of choosing to live with his father. His mother continued to visit weekly after they got the house set up.

p a r i s
Des has flown to Europe many times to visit his grandparents in London, but he's not been to Paris yet. It hadn't begun to interest him until he got into architecture. School wasn't a problem because he made some official excuse/pardon that this trip would be beneficial to his education. Not exactly a lie. Money obviously wasn't a problem either. He's rich. He could have bought tickets long ago, but he's been waiting until his 20th birthday, which is coming up in just a few weeks. Des didn't want to celebrate with his family but rather alone in some foreign country with strangers and beautiful places.

[rosesgreedy]

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⊱ ⊱ ⊱ Ah, well hello there! My name is Aditya Dixit - Singh. I prefer Aditya, only a few close friends have the authority to call me by a nickname. I was born in Punjab the twenty-fifth of February twenty years ago, but I've never stayed long in one place. You see, when my parents divorced, I went to live in Madrid with my father. I was about two at the time. He died around the time I was thirteen, where I then went to Mumbai to live with my mother. Later, my mother and I came to live in the States. There was a short time where we resided in Canada, but returned a bit quickly.

⊱ ⊱ ⊱ I'm not the tallest guy around, which is a bit bothersome at times. I stand at the height of five foot six, no more, no less. Physically, I am no different from the Hindustani men, but eccentric compared to the men on these streets. My skin is a slightly lighter version of the olive complexion, and my eyes are almost coal - black. My hair changes color, according to many people. In some light, it may appear as a rather dark caramel, while in others, it may appear to be the darkest of ebony. I suppose you could say, in simpler terms, that I am a spitting image of my mother.

⊱ ⊱ ⊱ Enough with the physical already, you should be able to tell my appearance if you aren't blind. As for my personality, I suppose you could say I'm ... complex. I enjoy attending parties and going to clubs, you know, to "break free." However, I also enjoy poetry and relaxation. At first look, it may be difficult to see I'm not all that calm of a person. I can have quite a temper at times, as I'm sure most human beings do, but the next moment, I can be one of the kindest things. I become ashamed of my Hindustani heritage when I'm being compared to others, but for the most part, I'm proud to be part of such a lovely culture. I'm a flirt. I'll confess to that. Put a girl in front of me, it will be the first thing I do. However, when it comes to commitment, I tend to forget I ever had that personality. After a break up, it tends to start up again. I feel mostly secure about my musical talents, yet I often become envious of other artists -- perhaps more often than what I should.

[pumpkin.]

{ non, I am not french. I'm learning it c; }
{ I do have some french blood, though. }
{ merci. }

[Brittle]

Frágil ha llegado, mis bellezas.
Génesis se ve aquí, sea de jalea
de mi acento español, francés chupa yo!
es broma!

translation;
Brittle has arrived, my lovelies.
Genesis will go here, be jelly
of of my spanish accent, french sucks yo!
just kidding!