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Post by torr on Mar 20, 2017 22:24:55 GMT -5
♔ ━━ 【 the upper east side 】 xoxo
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 9:24:23 GMT -5
literacy: literate / lazylit inspiration: gossip girl status: open | | accepting
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 17:43:37 GMT -5
Welcome to the Upper East Side, home to New York City's filthiest of rich. Only the most elite and wealthiest of socialites call this corner of east Manhattan home. Notorious for their lavish lifestyles and endless luxuries, the UES is the playground for the children of Manhattan's richest and most influential families. Drama seems to follow our young socialites, from high school now on to bigger and better things.
East Lawrence University is a prestigious private school located in the UES. ELU alumni go on to become famous specialists in their fields of study, run for political office, and run Fortune 500 companies. It's no surprise the children of the EUS went on to study at ELU. But studying is the least of their worries. From Charity Balls to the Met Gala to nights out on the town, our young twenty-somethings are always on the move. Don't blink or you'll miss it.
xoxo
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 17:53:34 GMT -5
♔ ━━ rules ♔ forum rules . Obviously, just follow all of the official forum rules. They're pretty all-encompassing and as such I will keep the following rules short and sweet. ♔ literacy . This is a literate/lazylit roleplay. This means I expect, at the very minimum, good grammar, solid spelling, and decent sentence structure. I'm definitely an advocate for quality over quantity, so I'm reluctant to put a minimum post length requirement, however please, no one liners. Make sure to give the others something to work with. ♔ activity . I'm a university student, I totally understand being busy. That being said, please try to get a post up at least once a week so we can keep the plot moving. Even just to chatting is fine, so I know you're still interested and not just bailing. If you find this roleplay isn't piquing your interest anymore, just let me know so I can open your spot up to others. No hard feelings, ♔ post content . Keep it Pg-13. Skip is your friend. No godmodding, powerplaying yadda yadda. Please refrain from using very bright colours/difficult to read fonts/extremely large or small font sizes for roleplay posts. ♔ courtesy . Fighting outside of roleplay will not be tolerated. You don't have to like everyone but at least tolerate each other. ♔ spam . No excessive posting by non-members [ friends are the exception to the rule ]; no advertising by non-members. Chatting and plotting are encouraged between members. ♔ characters . I know this type of roleplay lends itself to making "perfect" characters, but please, refrain from doing so. I have the right to refuse acceptance if I deem your character too "sue-ish." Similarly, main characters should be between the ages of 19 - 24, supporting characters can be any age. Keep the main characters true to their title, please. You may have a maximum of 4 characters [ for now, this may change ], and up to two from the "main cast"--but you MUST roleplay both your characters. ♔ joining . Post only once on the profile page, using the given form. I will review your form and let you know my decision on this page. Any role without specific info filled in is still available, and I will frequently be updating this page. PM me any reserves. Please add xoxo somewhere in your character profile so I know you've read the rules.
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 18:13:02 GMT -5
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 18:41:21 GMT -5
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 18:51:28 GMT -5
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 19:04:12 GMT -5
The New Girl has made an instant enemy of The Queen Bee because her father wronged QB's family in some way... To make matters worse, The Gone Girl has returned from who-knows-where and has wasted no time in sinking her claws into QB's longtime love, The Golden Boy. But in true to form fashion, QB has made NG and GG part of the inner circle, you know what they say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
The Dark Horse has recently discovered The Fauxcialite isn't all she claims to be. In hopes of advancing his status and climbing up the Upper East Side hierarchy, DH has blackmailed F into being his new girlfriend.
The Gone Girl and The Rock Star were the best of friends back in high school before GG flew off to some european boarding school in the tenth grade, leaving RS to fend for himself in UES hell and his unclaimed feelings for GG to brew. Just as RS has seemingly begun to move on with his life, GG makes an unexpected appearance grinding all progress to a halt. Will GG be able to recognize the reinvented RS? Only time will tell.
The Troublemaker and The Heartbreaker's new romance has blossomed, leaving T's roommate, The Goody Two-Shoes, very unhappy about the situation. Could it be from the constant "sleep-overs", or is there another, more scandalous reason for his displeasure?
The resident meme master, The Wine Guy™, is up to no good... He's got his eyes set on the Goody Two-Shoes, and won't take no for an answer.
The Party Girl and The Prankster's secret fling may be out of the bag... It seems QB has gotten her hands on a juicy piece of gossip. It's no secret that The Heartbreaker and her brother do not get along... What would happen if she found out her best friend was sleeping with her despised brother? PG doesn't want to find out, and the only way QB will keep this secret to herself is if PG stops hanging with H. Who's it gonna be PG, the best friend or the brother?
It looks like someone has caught The New Girl's eye... Too bad The Troublemaker is already taken...
The Firebrand may have gone too far this time... She's managed to tick off the very rich and very powerful father of The Golden Boy. Little do they know, that FB's mother and GB's father have been meeting in secret lately...
Spotted, The Songbird attending all of RS's band's gigs in NYC. Is she a fan? A stalker? Who knows, but what's going to happen when she finds out she and RS are in the same vocal class?
The Spitfire quietly returned from a supposedly uninteresting summer abroad. No one is happier than her on-again, off-again, currently on-again boyfriend, The Casanova. She'll just keep her summer fling with The Wildcard a secret. What happens in France, stays in France, right? Right, but it seems WC has other plans. Spotted, the WC, boarding a direct flight to NYC. Uh-oh, S. But little does S know that C, true to his name, spent the summer with numerous flames, including The Fauxcialite and The Songbird,..
Does anybody else notice the long, forlorn looks The Scholar gives to The Heartbreaker when she's not looking?
Good news Upper East Siders! It's time for the wedding of the century! Everyone around town is thrilled about the new couple and their whirlwind romance... except for their children of course, The Scholar and The Troublemaker are oil and water, can they figure out how to live together?
xoxo
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 20:08:37 GMT -5
♔ ━━ memorable quotes
"xxxxxxx" -- xxx
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 21:51:07 GMT -5
cred: a big thanks to robin for the help with the titles and drama details a giant thank you to my dear mags for the blog posts <33
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Post by torr on Mar 21, 2017 21:51:25 GMT -5
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Post by torr on Mar 22, 2017 8:24:01 GMT -5
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Post by Amber on Mar 22, 2017 11:17:39 GMT -5
are we claiming a spot now because i want to have the first claim for once
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Post by 𝓑𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫 ♥ on Mar 22, 2017 13:24:29 GMT -5
um, everyone knows second is the best
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Post by shades on Mar 22, 2017 13:31:25 GMT -5
Third gets the the treasure chest
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Post by mags on Mar 22, 2017 13:40:13 GMT -5
yikes i'm late to the party
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Post by 𝓑𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫 ♥ on Mar 22, 2017 13:47:16 GMT -5
did you at least bring starbucks?
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Post by mags on Mar 22, 2017 13:49:55 GMT -5
did u even need to ask? ofc i brought starbucks
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Post by вlue вlood on Mar 22, 2017 16:31:12 GMT -5
more than 15 minutes late w/o starbucks :c
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Post by torr on Mar 22, 2017 20:04:39 GMT -5
oml slow down guys
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Post by torr on Mar 22, 2017 21:40:26 GMT -5
09.24.201x 8:00pm
Hello UESiders!
Everyone who's anyone is hitting up the house party thrown by our oddest pair of roommates, The Troublemaker and The Goody Two-Shoes. It looks like word of Kody's "little get-together" has spread to the whole of the UES, and groups of people are arriving by the limo-full. While this seems like an unfortunate coincidence, one can't help but wonder if The Troublemaker intended for this to happen...
With everyone all in one place, it's bound to be an exciting, drama-filled evening.
xoxo
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Post by shades on Mar 22, 2017 22:47:56 GMT -5
[ excites~ ]
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Post by torr on Mar 23, 2017 22:36:37 GMT -5
kody richard forte Time: 8:15 pm Location: Home aka the party With: Tim and randos
Was there ever a time in your life when you really and truly had good intentions, but things just didn’t turn out as you had planned? And you can’t help but feel disappointed that things didn’t turn out as you wanted them to? Yeah? Well Kody Richard Forte had never experienced such a feeling. Although his night hadn’t gone according to plan, he couldn’t be more pleased with the outcome. He had invited a few friends over, who had invited a few friends over… until his “little get together” had blown up into a full-on party. Sure, a night a few pals drinking and effing around would’ve been great, but who could object to classic college party? Not anyone he cared to know.
As more and more people arrived, the more and more crowded Tim and Kody’s typically cozy residence became. At one point, someone began playing music from a portable stereo while someone else began setting up the staple game at every college party: beer pong. While the party-goers may have been dressed in clothing that cost more than the average person’s monthly salary, in the end, they were just college students who wanted to get hammered and have a good time. Sometimes it’s the simple things in life, y’know.
One of these simple college kids stood back in the kitchen, watching the events unfold as he sipped from a bottle. His third bottle of the night? Fourth? Maybe? He wasn’t exactly sure, and didn’t intend to keep count. I mean, the lightweight he was, he was probably a lil drunk already. Tipping the brown bottle up and knocking his head back he guzzled the last of the nasty liquid before placing the bottle down on the cup-littered counter. He brushed aside a few of the cups with his arms he reached up to open the cupboards.
“Tim,” Kody called without drawing his gaze from the shelves in front of him. “Are we out of plastic cups?” He shut the doors hastily and swept his eyes over the bodies in the room in search of the familiar shape of his roommate.
It would be a shame to have to use their nice glasses for beer pong, but alas, he would do what was necessary.
“TIM,” he called again in frustration when he didn’t receive an answer within 5 seconds. "WHERE ARE YOU," How dare he be ignored. If Tim was in his room again, hiding away from the masses, he swore he was gonna kick his nerd butt. If he found him hiding in his room, the only appropriate response would be to blast Run DUN DUNN DUNDN DNN by AWOLNATION and then proceed to chase him out of his room and force him to interact with his ??friends?? Some of the people were probably his friends… somewhere… in the mass of strangers...
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Post by torr on Mar 23, 2017 22:37:25 GMT -5
WOW SORRY THAT WAS INCREDIBLY LAME HAHA SORRY
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Post by shades on Mar 23, 2017 23:48:06 GMT -5
“Hi. I’m Tim, the Token Sober Friendtm here to pay for any damages.”
—Timothy Grayson Home
Actually. Tim was hiding in the linen closet, specifically under the bottom shelf wedged between a rack of towels and laundry soap with a spare jar of peanut butter. He had been sitting in silence, playing Animal Crossing attempting to figure out what crops to plant. Tim popped his head out after hearing his roommate yell out his name, fully emerging at the aggressive ‘Batman-esque’ call to his whereabouts. Looking the most under-dressed of them: wearing his older brother’s basketball shorts and Kody’s ELU hoodie that was a size-too-big, his glasses skewed slightly.
“No. I didn’t even realize we had so many plastic cups to begin with until you mentioned inviting a few friends ov—” He never got a chance to finish off his sentence before he was jerked abruptly causing him to land roughly against his friend, making everything seem slower than normal. Grumbling, he clutched the folds of Kody’s shirt to steady himself, giving a deadpan stare to the person who ran into him. “There are animals in our house, Kody. Animals. And you’re the only one I legally signed to clean up after.”
Their apartment was modestly posh. The furniture was new, the walls were bare except for a horrendous painting neither of them had the heart to take down, the kitchen items were nice but some unused, everything seemed worth more than the average college student. There usually were papers and laptops strewn about, sometimes Tim’s own glasses would end up on the under the tv stand, on top of the fridge, between the couch cushions—however everything had been cleaned up for the party tonight. That left large open spaces for people to dance, play, and talk to each other.
Thankfully, the hallway was the least crowded part of the household where the party was held, people mingling out in the living room and kitchen mostly, and Timothy was fairly certain Wine Guytm was skulking in the corner farthest from them. Sure, there were others he knew and friends in the crowd, enjoying their night off to have fun. It was a bit unfair that they had better social skills than he did—Timothy found himself an anomaly who only went out when dragged or had to keep an eye on everyone.
Tim’s nose scrunched as he looked up at Kody, the expression on his face was that of someone exasperated. Blue eyes rolling fondly, however. “You’re intoxicated. We haven’t hit 9 PM yet.”
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Post by shades on Mar 23, 2017 23:50:24 GMT -5
[ eeey. equally lame response ]
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Post by torr on Mar 24, 2017 9:48:29 GMT -5
in the linen closet im crying same bro same
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Post by shades on Mar 24, 2017 9:58:49 GMT -5
[ always me when people come over though. Hiding in the closet. Tim is just stuck in the literal and metaphorical closet. ]
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