Post by DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY on Oct 11, 2010 1:12:47 GMT
YOU SAY YOU WANT A REVOLUTION.
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YOU SAY YOU'VE GOT A REAL SOLUTION.
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YOU SAY WANT TO CHANGE THE CONSTITUTION.
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WE ALL WANT TO CHANGE YOUR HEAD.
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DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S GOING TO BE ALRIGHT.
[/color][/font][/center]OOC NAME: Erica[/B]AGE:[/B] 18.
EXPERIENCE: 3.5 years.
OTHER CHARACTERS: none yet.
MEMBER TITLE: ?.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
Mason finished the last of his pixie stick before texting Parker back and closing his phone. Pixie sticks were his favorite kind of candy, and he was happy that despite the fact that he had grown up, that small detail hadn’t changed. He set down his bass next to his bed and hopped off the bed. He was halfway to the door before he remembered that he didn’t have his shoes on, and that he had kicked them off last night before entering his room last night.
“Where did you go?” He mumbled lifting up his bed covers. However He didn’t see them there. He checked his closet, but didn’t see them there either. Finally He stood up and let out a sigh of frustration, before noticing them by the door. Putting them on, He grabbed the key to his dorm, and made his way out to the door.
Mason always liked nighttime best. There was just a stillness at night that the daytime didn’t have, and he loved that. He also enjoyed the animals that came out at night. He liked the chirping sounds of the crickets, and the splashing of waves as they hit the sand and moved back again. He loved hearing the seagulls talk to one another, and watching the animals he didn’t get to see during the day interact with each other. Mason pulled out a cigarette from his back pocket and lit it, as he walked continued on his way to the beach, and let his mind wander back.
When he was younger after his siblings and parents went to bed, he would sneak out of his house, and go sit on the beach that was down the street from his house. He came back time and time just to be alone. It had been a rarity in his house. He did after all live in a house with 8 other people. Mason couldn’t lie when he arrived at UCLA he enjoyed his short time of peace he had to himself, but then he would have to go home and his time to himself was cut a little shorter. Don’t get me wrong he loved his siblings all 6 of them but sometimes there was just too many of them.
Mason could see the beach in sight, as well as seeing the girl who was waiting for him. Parker. He quickened his paced and would reach the beach in just a few short steps. He knew Parker pretty well, she being his best friend and all. He let out a small laugh remembering the first time he’d met her. She was piss poor drunk, and he hadn’t been much better. Thank God, they hadn’t slept with each other, because if that wouldn’t have been awkward, he didn’t know what would. She was pretty a pretty cool chick, and it didn’t hurt that she was pledging his sister sorority, the ZTA’s. Finally reaching his destination walked up to her and smirked “Hey stranger, long time no see.”
“Where did you go?” He mumbled lifting up his bed covers. However He didn’t see them there. He checked his closet, but didn’t see them there either. Finally He stood up and let out a sigh of frustration, before noticing them by the door. Putting them on, He grabbed the key to his dorm, and made his way out to the door.
Mason always liked nighttime best. There was just a stillness at night that the daytime didn’t have, and he loved that. He also enjoyed the animals that came out at night. He liked the chirping sounds of the crickets, and the splashing of waves as they hit the sand and moved back again. He loved hearing the seagulls talk to one another, and watching the animals he didn’t get to see during the day interact with each other. Mason pulled out a cigarette from his back pocket and lit it, as he walked continued on his way to the beach, and let his mind wander back.
When he was younger after his siblings and parents went to bed, he would sneak out of his house, and go sit on the beach that was down the street from his house. He came back time and time just to be alone. It had been a rarity in his house. He did after all live in a house with 8 other people. Mason couldn’t lie when he arrived at UCLA he enjoyed his short time of peace he had to himself, but then he would have to go home and his time to himself was cut a little shorter. Don’t get me wrong he loved his siblings all 6 of them but sometimes there was just too many of them.
Mason could see the beach in sight, as well as seeing the girl who was waiting for him. Parker. He quickened his paced and would reach the beach in just a few short steps. He knew Parker pretty well, she being his best friend and all. He let out a small laugh remembering the first time he’d met her. She was piss poor drunk, and he hadn’t been much better. Thank God, they hadn’t slept with each other, because if that wouldn’t have been awkward, he didn’t know what would. She was pretty a pretty cool chick, and it didn’t hurt that she was pledging his sister sorority, the ZTA’s. Finally reaching his destination walked up to her and smirked “Hey stranger, long time no see.”
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