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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Sept 4, 2017 18:23:35 GMT -5
{I'm cool with a football game and I know exactly how all my characters would be at a football game! Though I don't exactly have much experience with being at a football game. The last time I went to a football game was the homecoming game of my freshman year of high school and I spent that time on my phone and taking pictures of my friends, ahaha...}
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Post by lapochka on Sept 4, 2017 18:30:14 GMT -5
[ooc] youre good, dixie! ill add you now. in the mean time though, yall can start!
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Post by lapochka on Sept 4, 2017 18:43:33 GMT -5
[ooc] i do! should i start, or shall you?
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Post by lapochka on Sept 4, 2017 19:03:28 GMT -5
[ooc] alright, fair enough! [rp] It was a fairly chilly September night in the football stadium at Fairfield Highschool, the football team, of course, losing their third game of the season by 21 points. Well, not quite as bad a loss as their other games, David thought, leaving the stands (with a buddy, of course. Their band director always flipped out if they left without a fellow band member) where he was sitting with the marching band, keeping the red zip up hoodie wrapped tightly around himself. He was pretty cold, the uniform pants not providing any real warmth, just leaving the pair of gym shorts he was wearing under them, which, of course, did absolutely nothing. He weaved through the crowd of people, yet pushed past a few cheerleaders. He never really liked cheerleaders, he didn't know why, but they just always gave him bad vibes.
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Post by lapochka on Sept 4, 2017 19:26:02 GMT -5
[ooc] im more of a low brass kinda girl, so i kinda stepped out of my comfort zone. i play baritone in marching band, trombone in jazz band, and euphonium/tuba in concert band. i lovee my brass babies <3 (even though trombone is hard as heck ):<) [rp] David wasn't very fazed when someone had ran into him, seeing a girl that he saw every now and then in the hallways, and in gym class. Though, he realized that she had asked him a question. What if I tell her I play the piccolo, and she makes fun of me for it because I'm a guy, he thought, though it didn't seem very likely, so he just decided to answer her question. "Oh, its fine. I play the piccolo." he answered, looking at her.
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Sept 4, 2017 19:27:52 GMT -5
{I'm just gonna write starters for my characters if anyone wants to RP, but then I have to go ^.^}
Ivy was dragged to the game by Kenan. She didn't know why he always insisted that they go to every game, but she had long since stopped arguing with him. He was all about that school spirit while she preferred to sit at home and do nothing. It was a whole lot better than watching their team lose. Again. She had been dragged to too many of these things to believe in them anymore. "This is stupid," she muttered from her seat beside Kenan, buried in an old sweater that was probably his. She didn't know. Their stuff got mixed in together a lot and unless it was totally obvious whose was whose, they stopped caring.
"It's not stupid!" Kenan protested. She was quiet, but not all that quiet that he couldn't hear her. He knew that this season was totally a loss, but he remained blindly optimistic. He liked showing school unity, though he wasn't exactly extreme about it. He just showed up to games, like a good student would do for their school. He did, of course, make Ivy come with him. He wasn't going to go to a game alone. He didn't bother pretending to have hope for the game, instead chattering with Ivy as she complained and he tried to make her show some sort of enthusiasm. It wasn't going well.
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Elina was only there because her parents made her go. They couldn't care less about a high school football game, but they cared about Jay, cheering for their team with a smile so fake it made Elina want to gag. She hadn't looked up from her phone since the game started, music blasting in her earbuds so she didn't have to pay attention to what was obviously a losing game. They never won. She had only ever gone to one game, and it had been incredibly pathetic. She had only gone because her friend had wanted to, and neither of them wanted to go back again. Elina wasn't a nice enough person to pretend like she cared.
Jay, unlike her younger sister, was pretending to care because it was what she did. She had been pretending to have hope for this team ever since she entered high school. It was exhausting, keeping the smile on her face and doing the routine. Her smile was hurting her face, and she eventually just let it drop and showed her exhaustion as the game continued. She listened idly to the other girls around her, knowing that most of them were probably just as exhausted as she, so she wasn't worried about her image since they were all essentially in the same boat there.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 20:02:05 GMT -5
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IC The only reason all four of the Walters siblings were there, was because of Jonathan...and Milo, but only Jamie knew about that bit. The biggest conspiracy theorist of the year, actually liked football games. Why? Well that was personal. As for Jonathan, he was a huge fan of all sports and would have gone alone, but had to take Amy. Milo was surprisingly willing to tag along as well, and Jamie jumped on board as soon as Milo agreed to go.
That's why the four of them were huddled under a large, home made quilt, watching the game. Jonathan kept making comments on how their baseball team was better. Milo watched the game with more attention than he gave most things, Amy was doodling on a sketchbook she had brought, and Jamie was already asleep from boredom, head resting on his twin's shoulder, drooling on him slighlty. Milo seemed all too used to it.
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Post by lapochka on Sept 4, 2017 20:03:02 GMT -5
[ooc] bass clarinets have always interested me, they're such beautiful instruments yet im intimidated by all the keys of a woodwind instrument. i like my three valves, haha. my families all woodwind too except for my dad, who played violin. [rp] "Of course." David said, nodding, nearly forgetting that one of the freshmen, before the game, had gathered up his hair and made a little ponytail on the top of his head, though he didn't take it out. He let them, of course, because he was a good upperclassman, or he thought he was. He backed up slightly, wrapping an arm around the shoulder of his friend, who was a bari sax player in the band, smiling for the picture.
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Post by Winona on Sept 4, 2017 20:04:11 GMT -5
((*pops head in* Hello?))
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Post by neomai on Sept 4, 2017 20:04:49 GMT -5
Lizzy chewed on her lip and watched the clock with a frown. "I just don't get it," she exclaimed to anyone who could be listening, "how do we suck so much?" Liz sighed loudly, wrapping her flannel tighter around her lithe figure and tapped her foot on the metal benches. Should've just gone to Lilly's party. She thought, getting up to go get a hamburger and some hot chocolate, pushing her way through the other team who were overly excited about the difference in points. Rolling her eyes she stepped off the bleacher ramp and then through the cheerleaders, stopping to chat with a couple of her friends and then continue on her way to the food, as she usually was there during games.
// sorry i didnt know where to toss her in but if anyone wants to roleplay with sassy/cold lizzy im here for it i might be poofy tho //
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Sept 4, 2017 20:10:26 GMT -5
{Woah, people are online! I'm gonna be poofy today but anybody is free to interrupt any of my characters! I'll try to answer when I can c:}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 20:12:12 GMT -5
OOC Alright well I just posted a random starter, so if anyone wants to roleplay, I've got my characters open.
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Post by Winona on Sept 4, 2017 20:14:27 GMT -5
((I've got mine, too!))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 20:16:22 GMT -5
OOC Well, if you wanted to roleplay, I've got my characters just chilling there!
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Post by lapochka on Sept 4, 2017 20:21:09 GMT -5
[ooc] im probably gonna add in another character for myself. more people than i expected are joining! not likes its a bad thing though, haha
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 20:26:50 GMT -5
OOC Yeah, this place has lots of people. Definitely the most active roleplay that I've been in for a long time.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Sept 4, 2017 20:37:41 GMT -5
( hey! I am almost done with homework c: I just need to write a couple of sentences about pasteurized eggs and then I should be able to roleplay for awhile. )
Aylen threw her head back and laughed as her cousin told her a joke. "Oh my god, Wesley," she gasped out through her gut-clenching laughter. She shook her head at her cousin as she wiped some tears away from her eyes. "You have to have a little bit of faith now," she smiled as she finally stopped laughing. Aylen and her cousin were standing off by concessions, Aylen had a bag of popcorn in her hand that she had just brought. Her red hair was tucked into a wool beanie and she had a fitted jacket on.
Wesley shook his head, shooting Aylen a wide grin as she laughed at his jeer about their football team. "You know I love sports but this is public humiliation," he groaned, gesturing with his arm towards the scoreboard that showed the sad score. "I would say we should go home but the other team drove like, 30 minutes to get here," he frowned, briefly thinking that the other school was silly to drive here but at least it was an easy win. Wesley gave a small shake of his head before starting to head back towards the grandstands, he turned around to watch backward for a minute before calling out playfully to his cousin, "I bet you miss being a cheerleader," he cackled.
Aylen let out a snort at Wesley's words and lifted up her hand to wiggle her fingers in a goodbye. "Be safe and don't do anything I wouldn't do!" she called right back at him, smirking at her younger cousin. She turned and started walking towards where the cheerleaders were set up, she was sure that Jay needed the company and maybe some popcorn.
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Post by Winona on Sept 4, 2017 20:40:12 GMT -5
((This is a lot of people. o.o
Pasteurized eggs? XD))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 20:40:53 GMT -5
OOC Alright Taylor!
So Blaze, did you wanna roleplay?
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Post by Winona on Sept 4, 2017 20:41:40 GMT -5
((Definitely. o.o But what characters?))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 20:46:16 GMT -5
OOC Idk. I've got all of my characters open, even if Jamie's asleep, he'd be pretty easy to wake up, so yeah, I've got all four.
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Post by αυяσяα ησx on Sept 4, 2017 20:49:44 GMT -5
{Ahh, I'd really like to RP with any of you guys! I just don't know how to go about getting characters to meet for the first time >.<}
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Sept 4, 2017 20:51:15 GMT -5
[ so many people. xD And yes, it's for my food science class tomorrow at 9:10. I felt the same way when I was given the assignment. lol
and sure, S'more! :D Aylen is walking towards the cheerleaders but anyone can interrupt her and Wesley is heading to the grandstands I haven't wrote anything for Charlotte yet and Noah may or may not show up still c;
Aurora - I had Aylen going over to talk to Jay. I figure they could be friends since they are both queens and in the same grade, although Aylen decided to quit being a cheerleader this year ^^; ]
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Post by Winona on Sept 4, 2017 20:54:54 GMT -5
((I had to go look it up. XD I, uh, I have this little farm thing going and I was like "The heck is pastuerized eggs." I did not know that. o.o Everything we've always been told is to just bleach them, but that freaks me out.
We could have a giant, three or four way person roleplay! =D Or, like, in mine way back in the day when we had too many characters and people at once, we had a volleyball tournament of boys vs. girls to break the ice with everyone. XD It went well.))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Sept 4, 2017 20:55:19 GMT -5
OOC Alright, here.
I'll have Milo head down to get a better view of the game. Jamie will obviously wake up and go looking for some food or mischief, he'll decide on the way. Jonathan is still gonna be watching the game. And Amy? Idk, she'll also probably just be sitting there with her sketchbook.
So, going by that, who would be the best to roleplay with who?
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Post by Winona on Sept 4, 2017 20:56:20 GMT -5
((Whoa, whoa, whoa... what game is going on? What have I missed?!))
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