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age ;; twenty - one
label ;; vagabond
nationality ;; italian
height ;; six foot two
weight ;; two - twenty

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a l a s k a e v e r g r e e n .

meet alaska the chaotic mixture of adventure and dorkyness into one
small girl. the product being no other than a wild child born in a sin
city also known as the charming las vegas nevada. with an ironic name
like alaska she quickly captured the attention of many and developed
a reputation of being a sunshine like character. quickly growing tired
of school alaska convinced her father to let her take an educational
leave to travel the world. educational is really not the right term for
it but alaska just needed to see the world before becoming another
caged songbird in a cruel, dreadful, boring society. bon voyage.

age; 18.
birthdate; janurary 18th.
birthplace; las vegas, nevada.
family; just a father.
weight; one hundred and two.
height; five two.
hair color; dark brown.
eye color; golden brown.
traits; dorky, charming, adventurous.
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[ƒυяια.]

♔Ｉ ＤＯＮＴ ＳＥＥ ＴＯ ＢＥＬＩＥＶＥ. ＩＢＥＬＩＥＶＥ ＴＯ ＳＥＥ ♔

Full name: Madeline Fitzgerald
Nickname: Maddie
Gender: Female
Age: 18 years young
Date of birth: December 17th of 1995
Nationality: British.
Family: Kyle Fitzgerald. (Father, 48) , Danielle Montesquieu Fitgerald (Mother 46), Caleb Fitzgerald (Brother, 14).

Good personality traits: Cheerful , motherly, outgoing, Brave, adventurous, creative, humorous, smart, patient.
Bad personality traits: Childish , sensitive , protective , stubborn , selfless, remorseful, blunt, insecure.

Likes: Reading, music in general , drawing, sports, animals. climbing, strawberries. winter, cuddling, traveling, dancing, pastel colors.
Dislikes: Cockroaches, heights, needles, spicy food, snobby girls, darkness, clowns , storms.
Fears: The sea.
according to herself, Madeline fears it's immensity. not the sea itself.
Cockroaches.
she finds them specially gross. she doesn't even dare to kill one.

Past relationships: a few.
Crush: TBA
Lover: TBA.

[winterwonderland.]

the b e g i n n i n g

the basics: we will be starting from their second day in london, the first place they are going to be touring. all of them know each other as they met on the plane ride and spent the day together as mentioned on the front page.
right now: it is seven thirty in the morning (time in england); clear skies. the six teenagers planned to gather in the hotel lobby to have breakfast in the restaurant across the hotel, then, decide what they are going to do for the day, so have your character make their way downstairs to the hotel lobby (and keep in mind the guys all a room, and the girls share another).
later on: maybe later on there can be an event in town. c; if anyone has any suggestions, please pm me or announce it on the thread.
posting: i will have my post up later today, but please feel free to post ahead of me.

[winterwonderland.]

♔ ｂｅｎｊａｍｉｎ ｒｙｄｅｒ x⇉ x mood ;; fatigued tagged ;; everyone [thought]

mrbenji(:The hotel's vintage cream walls were set aglow with the sun's radiance. The light peeked through the translucent curtains and set a spotlight over Benjamin's pale face. The nineteen-year-old silently stirred in the single bed nestled beside the window. With the blazing sunlight glaring on the sprawled out teenager, his bewitching cerulean eyes gradually fluttered open. His gaze swept over the haphazard mattress with discombobulated sheets wrapped around him like a twisted cocoon. Still burrowed beneath the homely blankets, Ben yawned and stretched his stiff limbs. His slumber restored much of his energy, but the lethargic brunet still felt sleep deprived after falling asleep past midnight. Against his will, the morning's luminescence disturbed his rest and brought him to his feet. Benjamin disentangled himself from the rustling sheets and swung his legs around so that they landed on the wood flooring with a gentle thump. He ran a hand through his tousled chocolate locks and blinked away the mistiness from his drowsy eyes. Ben noticed his roommates were deeply asleep. Some snoring echoed through the room, and one of the travelers was drooling. Honestly, it was no surprise, for everyone was so jet-lagged. Benjamin reluctantly stood up and curiously peered out the crystal clear windows. Oblivious people the size of ants attended to their own duties, including shopping, viewing tourist attractions, and sparking intense conversations with each other. He was fascinated that everyone had their thoughts as intricate as his and a life so complicated as his own. By making the abrasive, flippant decision of cowardly running off to Europe, Ben began drowning in his emotions as he kept looking back in retrospect at the worry he brought on his parents and older sister. It was unfathomable how every single human being experienced similar emotions and histories. For instance, Averill probably endured a tedious past, and Dimitri most likely struggled with his relationships. No matter how alone he felt, others wrestled with the same problems, whether they were strangers or friends.
mrbenji(:Turning away from the window, the drowsy brunet grabbed a clean—clean enough—pair of clothes and slowly shuffled into the bathroom. The stunning room was decked out in vibrant golds and silvers. Furthermore, the mosaic tiles matched the smooth walls as it should in a luxurious hotel like this. The design was undoubtedly flawless. Subtly smiling at the interior, he carried out his morning routine, which consisted of a thorough tooth-brushing and brushing out the knots in his ruffled hair. Then, Benjamin changed into a bland grey T-shirt and matched it with jeans resembling a shade close to coal black. Appearing fresh and eager to greet the day, he exited the bathroom. Ben picked up his metallic keys and wallet, slipping them into his back pocket. Doing his best to be as silent as a mouse, he scurried out the door, only glancing back to check if either of the teenage boys roused from their sleep. The mounds of blankets were unmoving except for their rhythmic breathing, gradually moving them up and down, so he took that as his cue to leave. Ben trotted out the door, then, entered the chic elevator. The ride to the lobby was smooth, the exact opposite of his thoughts. The young man was infatuated with the idea of leisurely wandering around the glorious city. As he took a seat at one of the plush lobby armchairs, the dreamer listed the possible sights the group could visit. There were enthralling museums featuring flamboyant artwork, or there were historical attractions focusing on the most remarkable moments of humanity. The possibilities were endless, and Benjamin could not wait to explore London and all its splendor. Unfortunately, the journey could not begin until his acquaintances made their way to the lobby. As the first one there so early in the morning, Ben was prepared to patiently wait a while, so he opened up one of the hotel's travel magazines and thoughtlessly flipped through the pages while his mind floated elsewhere.

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♔ ᴍ ᴀ ᴅ ᴇ ʟ ɪ ɴ ᴇ ♔

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вυт тogeтнer we нave ιт all.
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Tagged: everyone

The light of the morning entered the room by the window. touching Madeline's face with it's soft warmth. The light brunet groaned quietly as she turned around on the bed. the second day of their soon to be, unforgettable trip, had just started. A sigh escaped the girl's throat gently. even if she tried, she knew she wasn't going to be able to sleep that morning. Her blue eyes slowly opened. and her arms seemed to stretch behind her head. Madeline paused for a second to look around the room. She could eye both Alaska and Averil, messily asleep on heir beds.
That's when Madeline finally took a deep breath and pushed herself to sit on the edge of the bed. in less than a second, she practically jumped off the bed. feeling the warm wooden floor under her pale, bare feet. Her eyes still felt like resting a little longer. but she ignored the feeling. perhaps a shower would help her to be more awake. She softly scratched the side of her head. causing her fingers to get tangled on her low ponytail. well, it was a ponytail last night.
The young lady then slowly stepped inside the bathroom. Not without grabbing her clothes for the day first. closing the door behind her, and turned on the tap. Even though, she tried to be as silent as she could, since her roommates were sleeping behind that door, and she didn't want to be the one who had awaken them against their will. After a while, Madeline finally walked out the bathroom. this time, wearing her chosen outfit, with a pair of comfortable black converses. And her light brown hair was now loose. falling over her petite shoulders. Madeline smiled to herself. This was it, the start of an exciting experience she was sure they were going to remember for the rest of their lives. or at least, she hoped so. The young girl walked out the bedroom. gently closing the door, and started to walk through the small halls. up to the small elevator, to hopefully reunite with the others. well that, if she wasn't the first one to arrive. it was surprising to her that she was the first of the girls to wake up. Since in fact, Madeline wasn't exactly a morning person. but geez! she could sleep at home if she wanted to. this was London! . nothing less but the city were her mother was born! a place she wanted to see for some time now. was it possible to be more excited? probably not. Before she could even realize it, she had arrived to the elevator's doors. once she had gotten inside, she just had to wait to be taken to the lobby. it didn't take long for the elevator to stop and open the automatic doors. Even though the short ride to the well-illuminated lobby had given her enough time to think of their next destination. Madeline immediately walked out. although her mind still tried to figure out where she would like to go next. but after a second, she got to the conclusion that it didn't really matter. anywhere was fine. perhaps, it could even be a surprise. her blue eyes scanned the big lobby with slight curiosity reflected in them. then, she glanced over at Benjamin. who was sitting on one of the lobby armchairs, seemingly reading a magazine. Good, I'm not the first one. she thought. Good morning. She greeted the boy softly. just as she took a glimpse the cover of the magazine that was on his hands. of course, a travel magazine.

Note: I apologize if there are mistakes on the way I express myself as I rp. English is not my native language, and even if I had been learning since I was a toddler, I still may have some mistakes.and I'm quite insecure over it. feel free to correct anything. it would be helpful actually :3 you guys can tell me about it by PM.

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ａｖｅｒｉｌｌ ｐａｒｋｌｉｎ,-----------------tags ;; everybody

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Alaska awoke to the noise of running water, she rolled over in her bed sliding her small arm under the pillow. She breathed in the Tide scented pillowcase and opened her amber eyes taking in the site of the room. Alaska laid in bed for a few moments longer before finally tossing off the covers, she was in her black pajama shorts and her old motocross jersey. Yawning she slid off the bed letting her feet connect with the shinny wooden floor. Running a hand lazily through her long wavy black hair, she pondered on what to wear for the day. Without hesitation Alaska decided on a pair of ripped black skinny jeans, her familiar black ankle combat boots and a red flannel button down. Grabbing her shower bag and clothes, Alaska tip toed across the room into the bathroom. She walked in and closed the door softly locking it. By the humidity in the bathroom it was obvious that someone had been in the bathroom before her but Alaska didn't care. Placing her things on the counter top, Alaska walked into the shower feeling mesmerized by the hot water. After feeling clean enough, Alaska turned the water off and wrapped a towel around her small body. Finally feeling dry enough the girl changed into the days outfit, she dried her hair slightly just so it wasn't dripping wet. Opening her makeup bag, Alaska put on enough just to make herself presentable. Alaska never wore a lot of makeup, she didn't need to but she kind of enjoyed putting on makeup in the mornings, it was a soothing habit a mindless task that made her feel somewhat productive. Hanging up her towel, Alaska walked out into the main bedroom. She pulled on a pair of ankle socks and then her familiar worn combat boots. As she laced up her boots she noticed that one of her roommates had awaken, Averill to be exact, her other roommate Madeline was missing in action at the moment. "Howdy." Alaska smiled softly, before returning to her current task at hand.

Finally satisfied with the lacing, Alaska began to pack her small travel backpack. She put the necessities like her wallet, camera and iPhone charger. Zipping up the small leather backpack, Alaska stood up and began rolling the sleeves of her red flannel up. Grabbing her iPhone she slid it in her back pocket, as she began for the door she grabbed her black tinted ray bans, she slid them on and opened the door. "I'll be in the lobby, I believe that's were we are all meeting I think." Alaska stated simply with her charming smile before walking out the door closing it softly on the way out. The hotel wasn't exactly the newest thing, there wasn't even room keys it was just a number lock you typed in the code and that was it. In a sense though it was nice for them because they never had to remember to bring a room key, but the bad thing is that it would be hard to remember when plastered. Ah well, that was the adventure of it. Alaska smirked to herself and made her way to the staircase wanting to get some exercise. She jogged down the stairs enjoying the feeling of moving quickly. Finally when she neared the bottom she slowed down and leapt off the final step onto the lobby floor. She ran a hand through her hair, the beachy strands falling and framing her small tan face well.

Glancing across the lobby Alaska saw Madeline and Ben, she smiled and waved softly and proceeded to walk over to the two. Alaska smirked as she got closer, laughing softly. "You guys already mapping out things?" She grinned looking at the covers of the magazines they were glancing at. Alaska pushed her sunglasses up so she could see the two clearly, she let them rest on her head pulling her long beachy black hair out of her face. Her amber brown eyes glistened taking everything in, too Alaska everything was beautiful and Italy was no exception to this. Feeling anxious Alaska grabbed the thin black leather straps of her backpack and held them waiting for the next move. Alaska didn't really want to overwhelm them with her playful banter first thing in the morning.

[winterwonderland.]

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tagged;; dimitri, benjamin, alaska, madeline . where;; hotel lobby . mood;; sleepy with a hint of hyper . crush;; no one.

It was the sound of a closing door that awoke him; the soft click as it locked behind one of the two possible gentleman who could be leaving. Dexter groaned as he rolled over on his mattress, tugging the duvet stubbornly over his head as he buried himself protectively into the feather down pillows. It seemed as though it had been merely hours since their plane glided to a land on the Heathrow tarmac and they had boarded a taxi for the hour drive into London, jet lagged and sour faced. Other than Alaska, that is, who seemed one chaotic ball of energy. It was another ten odd minutes before Dexter succumbed to the dawning of the day, woefully untangling himself from the constraints of his cream duvet and rolling on to the cold floor with the skill and grace of a two-legged, blind dog. Glancing over the two other beds through fatigued brown eyes, he noticed the vacancy of the single bed by the window and the movement in the second. Conclusion: Benjamin had been the first to awake and, like himself, Dimitri was struggling to find the will to leave the comfort and warmth of his bed. As per his usual morning routine, Dexter flicked on the screen of his iPhone, glancing through the various messages and e-mails he had received since last night. It was thirty-percent spam, ten-percent farewells from his friends and sixty-percent concerned messages from his mother. With a roll of his dark eyes and an aggravated sigh, Dex switched his phone to 'silent' before chucking it haphazardly on to the bedside table.

Throwing little care to his appearance, the sleep-deprived teenager threw on a pair of worn jeans, t-shirt and navy hoodie, tying together his very classy ensemble with black converses. With his fingers acting as his hairbrush and gurgling hotel mouthwash to remove the remains of sub-standard aeroplane food from his teeth, being too lazy too unpack and all, Dex decided that he was ready for the day. Usually he would have little to carry but, being in a foreign city and having the constant paranoia of getting lost in troublesome neighbourhoods, he began loading his rucksack with various items that could or could not be deemed a necessity. Wallet full of strange British pounds as opposed to dollars, ID, map, bottle of water, packet of crisps as he never knew when hunger might strike, travel leaflets, spare jumper and, finally, his phone were among the mass of items that became entangled in a vicious embrace in his bag. Shrugging his rucksack on to one shoulder and looping his leather jacket across his arm, pausing only to lug a pillow at the bed-ridden Dimitri with a teasing "Get outta bed already, dude. You're bringing the team down!", Dexter exited the hotel room, closing the door much louder than Benjamin had initially done. With new energy running through his bones which was uncommon for near eight o'clock in the morning, Dex half-jogged and half-bounced down to the hotel lobby where Benjamin, Alaska and Madeline had already emerged from their slumber. Noting the travel magazine in Benjamin's hands, Dexter slipped into an empty seat, flashing a bright grin. "Mornin'. We got a plan for the day yet?" he questioned eagerly.