Post by REAGAN VICTORIA GREYBACK on Oct 5, 2010 13:56:26 GMT
BLAHBLAH BLAHBLAH BLAHBLAH,
come bathe in my wine for a while !
sixteen; vicky; slytherin; total bitch
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come bathe in my wine for a while !
sixteen; vicky; slytherin; total bitch
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HELLO, MY NAME IS CHARLEY AND I'M A SIXTEEN FEMALE.
I LOVE YOUR SITE. I FOUND IT THROUGH MAFEE. YOU
MAY KNOW ME AS CAMERON HARRY JORDAN AND CASSANDRA ZOEY BLUDD. YOU CAN CONTACT ME
AT COOKIE-MONSTER_XOXO@HOTMAIL.CO.UK. HERE'S MY ROLEPLAY SAMPLE! MUCH LOVE FROM ME!
HELLO, MY NAME IS CHARLEY AND I'M A SIXTEEN FEMALE.
I LOVE YOUR SITE. I FOUND IT THROUGH MAFEE. YOU
MAY KNOW ME AS CAMERON HARRY JORDAN AND CASSANDRA ZOEY BLUDD. YOU CAN CONTACT ME
AT COOKIE-MONSTER_XOXO@HOTMAIL.CO.UK. HERE'S MY ROLEPLAY SAMPLE! MUCH LOVE FROM ME!
Tiny droplets of water ran down the shower door as a tall brunette emerged from the warm shower, reaching for her white towel and wrapping it gracefully around her slim figure before attempting to get rid of the mist on the mirror. Morning showers defiantly raised the mood, and just being able to stand underneath the shower head which sprayed out warm water that just traveled over the cold exposed skin. Rosie looked at her delicate features in the mirror, and gently pulled at the bottom of her eyelids. You could just see it, she was slowly aging, the years had passed since she was a young lively first year and now she was slowly inching toward her final months at hogwarts. Oh how she'd miss the old castle. Even though at times she wished to get away from it all, she never did have a large hatred for the place. Sometimes people just needed a break from the whole lessons, nagging teachers and disrespectful students there. Touching her face she turned her head to the side, looking at the places that would most likely straight to age. Defiantly need to get anti-aging cream when she goes to London next. Picking up a smaller towel, she began to dry her bottom half and mentally made a list of what she'd need from her trip into diagon alley. Hmm, new robes for Imogen, seeing as she cannot seem to keep hers clean, potion books for me and Eoghan, probably some candy from somewhere for little Chrystal..' Three knocks at the bathroom door made Rosie jumped, and instinctively she slammed her body against the door, thinking the bolt wasn't locked. "Bloody hell Rosie, was only going to tell you to hurry up and get your skinny bum out of the bathroom, remember the rest of us? Yeah, we need to wash too." Hearing the sarcastic tone of her younger sister seemed to calm her slightly, and she felt herself relax. "Well, sorry that I was the first one up and thinking no one else would bother waking till god knows what time. Again." A angry huff was heard and the sound of the hallway door slammed. It was now very obvious that the household would soon be awake, so Rosie defiantly had to scatter to her bedroom before her brother attempted to get in the bathroom.
Quickly she finished on drying her fairly tanned legs and unlocked the bathroom door, and just managed to get into her bedroom just as her brothers door began to open. The best thing about having your bedroom opposite the bathroom; you always got there before anyway else. Drawing the curtains, she rummaged through her large white built in wardrobe, looking for something appropriate to put on. Putting on her underwear and bra, she threw the towel onto her neatly made bed, and decided what she was going to wear. Swiftly she got dressed, into a pale high wasted skirt, with a white creased shirt that was tucked into her skirt and the first two buttons were undone. Slipping on some black tights she tied her hair up into a messy bun before putting on a long necklace. Rosie could stand there for hours and look at her unique outfit in the mirror, but she didn't have time for that right now. Grabbing her blazor she left her room, making sure to shut the door. Rosie made her way into the kitchen, and the delicious smell of pancakes drifted up her nostrils. "Mmm." Walking over to her mother she kissed her on the cheek and collected her batch of freshly made pancakes. Leaving her blazor on the chair she sat down and dug into her pancakes and drenched them in golden syrup. As she began to eat her breakfast, her mother came sat down with her, with a down expression on her face. Cocking a eyebrow she finished her mouth full before beginning her sentence. "Ma? Whats wrong, looking slightly down there." Rosie always had a concern for a family, and hated seeing them when they were at their worst. "Just a long day ahead of me, thats all. Here is some money and a list of what you need to get, use the fireplace in the main room. Ya hear me? Don't go running into trouble." A small smile appeared on Rosie's smooth lips as she nodded, and her mother left her to finish her breakfast. As she finished she walked into the main room with her blazor on and made sure she had the list and money in one pocket, and her wand in the other.
Standing in the large marble fireplace, she cleared her throat and gripped hold of the floo powder she had in her hand. "Diagon Alley." She spoke in a clear tone and with a poof of green smoke, she found herself stood in the middle of a large bustling crowd and Rosie immediately had to move with the crowd. It was hard adapting to what was going on, but one shop caught her eye and some how she managed to get out of the crowd and into the shop doorway. Straightening her clothes out, she entered the shop, and looked down the first isle of shelves filled with all the books one would love to read. Walking down the first isle, she looked among the many books, looking for a potions book, which was extremely difficult but soon enough she managed to get her hands on one. Flicking through the pages she picked up another one and left for the counter. Paying for her books she left the shop and once again got swept in the large crowd of chatting witches and wizards. Feeling her legs begin to buckle under the pressure, she choose to have a break and found a cafe in the street. Walking in, she sat down on a table on her own, away from the door so the breeze and noise wouldn't disturb her.
Quickly she finished on drying her fairly tanned legs and unlocked the bathroom door, and just managed to get into her bedroom just as her brothers door began to open. The best thing about having your bedroom opposite the bathroom; you always got there before anyway else. Drawing the curtains, she rummaged through her large white built in wardrobe, looking for something appropriate to put on. Putting on her underwear and bra, she threw the towel onto her neatly made bed, and decided what she was going to wear. Swiftly she got dressed, into a pale high wasted skirt, with a white creased shirt that was tucked into her skirt and the first two buttons were undone. Slipping on some black tights she tied her hair up into a messy bun before putting on a long necklace. Rosie could stand there for hours and look at her unique outfit in the mirror, but she didn't have time for that right now. Grabbing her blazor she left her room, making sure to shut the door. Rosie made her way into the kitchen, and the delicious smell of pancakes drifted up her nostrils. "Mmm." Walking over to her mother she kissed her on the cheek and collected her batch of freshly made pancakes. Leaving her blazor on the chair she sat down and dug into her pancakes and drenched them in golden syrup. As she began to eat her breakfast, her mother came sat down with her, with a down expression on her face. Cocking a eyebrow she finished her mouth full before beginning her sentence. "Ma? Whats wrong, looking slightly down there." Rosie always had a concern for a family, and hated seeing them when they were at their worst. "Just a long day ahead of me, thats all. Here is some money and a list of what you need to get, use the fireplace in the main room. Ya hear me? Don't go running into trouble." A small smile appeared on Rosie's smooth lips as she nodded, and her mother left her to finish her breakfast. As she finished she walked into the main room with her blazor on and made sure she had the list and money in one pocket, and her wand in the other.
Standing in the large marble fireplace, she cleared her throat and gripped hold of the floo powder she had in her hand. "Diagon Alley." She spoke in a clear tone and with a poof of green smoke, she found herself stood in the middle of a large bustling crowd and Rosie immediately had to move with the crowd. It was hard adapting to what was going on, but one shop caught her eye and some how she managed to get out of the crowd and into the shop doorway. Straightening her clothes out, she entered the shop, and looked down the first isle of shelves filled with all the books one would love to read. Walking down the first isle, she looked among the many books, looking for a potions book, which was extremely difficult but soon enough she managed to get her hands on one. Flicking through the pages she picked up another one and left for the counter. Paying for her books she left the shop and once again got swept in the large crowd of chatting witches and wizards. Feeling her legs begin to buckle under the pressure, she choose to have a break and found a cafe in the street. Walking in, she sat down on a table on her own, away from the door so the breeze and noise wouldn't disturb her.
HEY-O. HOLD THE PHONE, WE GOTTA GIVE UP SOME STREET CRED.
SO THIS SIMPLE APPLICATION WAS CODED BY MANDA, AKA THAT
LOVE IN C MAJOR ! CHICK ON THAT CAUTION WEBSITE.
I THINK SHE'D TOTALLY APPRECIATE IT IF WE LEFT THIS CREDIT
ON HERE. OR ELSE SHE MIGHT SEND SOMETHING AFTER US. I DO
N'T WANT TO BE CAUGHT TAKING THIS FROM HER, SO I THINK I
WILL LEAVE IT ON HERE AND NOT TAKE IT OFF LIKE A SMART KID.
SO THIS SIMPLE APPLICATION WAS CODED BY MANDA, AKA THAT
LOVE IN C MAJOR ! CHICK ON THAT CAUTION WEBSITE.
I THINK SHE'D TOTALLY APPRECIATE IT IF WE LEFT THIS CREDIT
ON HERE. OR ELSE SHE MIGHT SEND SOMETHING AFTER US. I DO
N'T WANT TO BE CAUGHT TAKING THIS FROM HER, SO I THINK I
WILL LEAVE IT ON HERE AND NOT TAKE IT OFF LIKE A SMART KID.
