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| [b]name or online alias:[/b] [b]age:[/b] preferably 15+ since this site will be rated R [b]position wanted:[/b] [b]experience:[/b] [b]why should i pick you/what can you offer to RW&SP?[/b] [b]role-play sample:[/b] just an average post - please don't go and find your longest post, because those can be intimidating. just an average post is fine :] |
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| Sarah let her eyes fall to her English paper; she had somehow missed Ethan who was casually weaving his way towards her from across the Atrium. She hated English. A lot. She didn’t care when you used who, or whom, or when was the appropriate time to use a semicolon. She would never have to know any of these dumb rules anyway. She would never go into a field that required extension paper work. If her plans went according to plan she would become a model and people would be writing about her, not the other way around. Even so, if her life followed according to the path that her parents had set, Sarah would probably end up going to Dartmouth, majoring in financing with a minor is foreign language and then upon graduating (and attending Yale for graduate school) she would get a job as a stock broker at one of her fathers' friends firms. Even then, Sarah could just have an intern edit her papers. Sarah sighed lightly, wrapping a piece of hair around her bony finger. Of course, what her parents had planned was far more stable than a modeling career, but there wasn’t much glamor in crunching numbers and predicting trends in the stock market, even if she was good at it. “Hey girl!” Said voice that made Sarah jump a bit. She had been so wrapped up about thinking of her future that she hadn’t even noticed the boy sit next to her. “Hi!” Sarah said cheerily with a big grin. Sarah always appeared as the most innocent girl in the world what with her genuine grin, and big blue eyes. And she used to be just as innocent as she had looked .. up until a few months ago when she had met Seth. Really, her downfall was the start of high school in general. She was one of those beautiful naive girls that people could manipulate, and rip apart until there was nothing left, and that journey had already begun. “I’m good,” She said as slightly shaking hands, fumbled in her bag to pull out a cigarette. Technically, the students weren’t allowed to smoke on school grounds, but it was almost like an unspoken rule that the teacher’s would just turn the other cheek. With the children of the privileged, rules were nonexistent. Pulling one out for her, Sarah offered one to Ethan. “Tired after last night though, I drank like .. four cups of coffee this morning.” She mumbled with a half laugh as she lit the cigarette, and returned the pack back into her bag. With still shaking hands Sarah brought the cigarette up to her lips then took a long drag and after a moment let the gray smoke out with a soft exhale up into the sky. Sarah went to open her mouth to remark about how she thought it was supposed to rain this morning, when her stomach gave an embarrassingly loud grumble. She froze. She hoped to God that Ethan hadn’t heard that. Yes, Ethan wasn’t more than a friend to her (at first, she’d admit, she did have a crush on Ethan because, let’s face it, the boy is gorgeous), but still, it was an embarrassing noise even for a friend to here, none the less. Sarah, in response though, only laughed nervously hoping the earth would open and swallow her whole. |
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| Man, there was never anything interesting on television these days. Sure there was anime, but the notion of super charged ninjas just weren't very appealing to him. He couldn't see how people were obsessed with-- o god, what a horrible name! Naruto? Dear lord that was such a horrible name! And alas, the Asian student sat up in bed, his amber eyes glued to the screen in boredom watching as a blonde haired boy jumped around from tree to tree in an orange, and rather retarded looking, out fit. His mouth was gaped, and just by one glance anyone would be able to tell how much Naruto was lowering his IQ. And yet, for some bizarre reason Sado couldn't look away. He wanted to know if the blonde haired boy would win against the black haired kid with an apparent angst problem. He then began to wonder if his room mate was watching too, so with a slow turn of his head, a sly grin appeared on his face. He wasn't. Now where was little Riley? Where had he gone off to in their little room? That poor boy, he was so obviously bisexual, and with a little nudge from Sado that boy would soon realize it. That's the way Sado functioned. He was such a hyper active teen, both mentally and physically. The scrawny youth jumped up from the bed with long legs, his baggy Jean shorts clinging to his waist, and started to tip toe toward the bathroom. Was he taking a shower? Hmm, didn't sound like it. With a thoughtful pout he ran his tongue over the spade-like piercing in his lip, then quickly scampered quietly toward the boy's room. Perhaps he was sleeping? It was only one o'clock in the morning, so who slept during this kind of time!? It was still early to Sado, but it was never too late to have fun, and if Riley needed anything, it was the kind of fun Sado liked to share. Besides, it probably wouldn't be long before someone else got their way with him; the kid was gorgeous! And he had wasted enough time all ready thanks to boring Narutard-- Naruto. Anime. Pssh. Why watch anime when you could do something far more..interesting. “O Riley-chan~!” The youth whispered, now hovering outside of the boy's door. His voice carried the boy's name in a sing song manner; his tone playful and containing a small amount of lust. For a moment he paused to see if Riley would answer him, but that momentary pause was nothing more than a few seconds before he called out to the boy again. “Rileyyyy-chan~!” The grin on his face grew brighter. Nothing else was better than surprises. He tip toed closer, the only sound was of Narutard in the background; a fight scene or something. But the possibility of being in the same bed with Riley was much more tempting than that of fantasy. Sado slowly leaned back to peer at the fight scene however, and straightened out the plain white, and rather baggy tee shirt that donned his chest, fixed his hair a bit then opened the door. “GANBEI!” He shouted loudly, throwing himself on to the bed, and hopefully on top of a sleeping Riley.. |