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    it’s beautiful.


    You never dreamed of this kind of chance. Your school may be for the artistically gifted but you never thought you were really and truly talented. Then your school held a contest, the prize? A year in the most beautiful city in the world- Paris. You did enter, and you made it. You won one of ten spots on this amazing trip and now your heading to France. What you didn't know though was that during your stay at Paris you must create five separate art pieces that capture the essence of what Paris truly is. The five must be finished by the end of your year long stay.


    You’ll be supplied with a small apartment and an art studio, everyone will be placed in the eighteenth arrondissement called Monmartre, this is the area where artists gather the centre of what was once the bohemian revolution. The school will make sure that you have the ability to travel around the city and gain access to all museums and monuments. Yet the spirit of the city is not solely in these great places, it’s in the air, the streets, and the people- everywhere. So how are you going to interpret this place?

    ➥ Now, before you get into this any deeper, I would like to point out my personal fondness of literacy. Please post at least six lines per post. Writers block is fine but don’t have that excuse for all of your posts. (post "imagination vous mènera partout" somewhere in your form.)


    ➥ Characters can be an expression of who you really are. Don’t do the incredible sob story and don’t make the perfect china doll. Our imperfections are what make us interesting and I really want interesting characters. You will notice there is no from and that’s because I love seeing what everyone comes up with; a form can express what your characters like and that’s just amazing so please, make your own forms! There is limited spaces so I expect you to have one character.


    ➥ So all my other rules like; be respectful, obey all forum rules, in romance don’t go that far, try not to swear every post and things like that are all here, please try and use your common sense yes? I won’t be giving you strikes or anything like that but I will give you a gentle reminder if you do something like insult another roleplayer in OCC. Read all of the WCRPG rules as well and we’ll get along great.

    note; areas of art one character must be mastered in: the writer, the illustrator, the sculptor, the painter, the actress, the filmaker, the photographer, the sketcher, the dancer and the choreographer


    ladies,
    one, quinn carly evans ○ eighteen ○ the illustrator ○ played by gecko
    two, esmerelda dani fray ○ eighteen ○ the writer ○ played by cheshire smile
    three, charlavail ashton castiel ○ eighteen ○ the film maker ○ played by freelancer
    four,viviane lani harles ○ eighteen ○ the dancer ○ played by maggot
    five, juliette venetica beaumont-smith ○ eighteen ○ the actress ○ played by peri



    gents,
    one, travis atticus peters ○ nineteen ○ the painter ○ played by nostalgia
    two, avery james koenig ○ twenty ○ the sketcher ○ played by smartipants
    three, tyler jone williamson ○ nineteen ○ the photographer ○ played by effie
    four, oliver willam o'malley ○ eighteen ○ the sculptor ○ played by inspiration
    five,


    apartment


    Paris is an incredibly compact city, if you want to live in a house you have to move into the suburbs, you however will be living in the artistic quarter of the city in a reasonably sized apartment. Each one has a grand total of four rooms; a bedroom, a living room/dining room, a kitchen and a bathroom. While there is only one bedroom there is a futon in the living room so that the pairs can have a bit more privacy. Each kitchen is equipped with utensils and basic supplies but you will have to food shop with your weekly allowance. The allowance is one hundred fifty-five euros a week for food, souvenir shopping but anything else will be coming out of your own pocket. The art studio is an approximate fifteen minute ride on the metropolitan away and located in a small building. Each has the basics of what you need but if you require something special you will either have to buy it yourself or bring it from home. You and the other winners will be provided with the key into the building and the key into the art studio.



    relationships


    name → ♥ name → - crush (non mutual)
    name → ♥ ← name - crush (mutual)
    name x name - in a relationship
    name x name - broken up


    esmeralda → ♥ ← avery
    travis → ♥ charlavail →
    juliette → ♥ tyler →


    faceclaim: liam payne


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    meet the animal



    [font=georgia][size=8]name ; travis atticus peters
    nicknames ; trav
    age ; nineteen
    gender ; male
    birthday ; fourth of march
    nationality ; british
    sexuality ; heterosexual



    that lives inside



    height ; six foot one
    weight ; 155 pounds
    hair ; brunette
    eyes ; brown
    build ; fairly average, on the smaller side
    skin ; tan, smooth



    that cannot be broken



    basics ; travis is your typical nerd; the boy in highschool that was constantly the first person to raise their hand, the person who was constantly reading, and the person who was always picked last in sport. however, contrary to popular belief, nerds are people too; and this applies to travis. yes, the boy is shy, enjoys reading and is hopeless at sport - but that does not define him. so, allow me to introduce you to travis; the boy behind the books. travis is a sweet, honest and shy young man. he has a cheery disposition, and is never short of his cheesy little grin. the boy is incredibly honest, due to the fact that he detests lying - to an immense degree. he will not lie to you; not even to save his own skin. cal is a great friend - he is sweet, caring and compassionate. the boy's motto in life is "success is not by chance, it's by choice", which he has chosen to live by for the majority of his life - travis is an exceptionally hard worker, in everything he does - and he despises failure; which is why he's been so hard on himself over the course of his life. now, the boy is also incredibly shy - he has had very few friends for the past twenty years - due to his lack of social skills. that is one area of weakness for travis; he is almost incapable of making and keeping friends. so much so, that he has effectively stopped trying. this boy is also exceptionally intelligent. he was diagnosed with very mild autism when he was five; which explains his social ineptness & his intelligence. however, as he's grown older, calvin has been able to cope with his issue, and it hardly effects him any more.
    fears ; failure, stupidity, large crowds, rejection, criticism
    secrets ; his insecurity.



    that lives with pride



    favorite book ; far too many
    favorite movie ; The da Vinci Code, Angels & Demons
    favorite food ; lemon sorbet
    favorite drink ; tea
    favorite song ; give me love by ed sheeran
    favorite color ; blue - any, and all, types of blue
    skills ; mathematics, physics, chemistry, english literature
    friends ; hardly any, none worth mentioning
    best-friends ; a boy names Harley, but Travis left him behind when he moved away to university
    relationship status ; single
    infatuation ; tbd
    past relationships ; only one, but they split up years ago
    past friends ; only one or two, none worth mentioning
    family ; mother, elizabeth banks, and father timothy peters
    [color=navy]pets ;
    none

    i'd like to take the open male spot.
    his label is "the artist" because he loves the arts (mostly singing and painting) and is very gifted at them. c:



    faceclaim: liam payne


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    meet the animal



    [font=georgia][size=8]name ; travis atticus peters
    nicknames ; trav
    age ; nineteen
    gender ; male
    birthday ; fourth of march
    nationality ; british
    sexuality ; heterosexual



    that lives inside



    height ; six foot one
    weight ; 155 pounds
    hair ; brunette
    eyes ; brown
    build ; fairly average, on the smaller side
    skin ; tan, smooth



    that cannot be broken



    basics ; travis is your typical artsy one; the boy in highschool who kept to himself and made paintings, or created songs out of melodies. however, contrary to popular belief, artists are people too; and this applies to travis. yes, the boy is shy, enjoys singing and painting and is hopeless at sport - but that does not define him. so, allow me to introduce you to travis; the boy behind the face. travis is a sweet, honest and shy young man. he has a cheery disposition, and is never short of his cheesy little grin. the boy is incredibly honest, due to the fact that he detests lying - to an immense degree. he will not lie to you; not even to save his own skin. trav is a great friend - he is sweet, caring and compassionate. the boy's motto in life is "success is not by chance, it's by choice", which he has chosen to live by for the majority of his life - travis is an exceptionally hard worker, in everything he does - and he despises failure; which is why he's been so hard on himself over the course of his life. now, the boy is also incredibly shy - he has had very few friends for the past twenty years - due to his lack of social skills. that is one area of weakness for travis; he is almost incapable of making and keeping friends. so much so, that he has effectively stopped trying. this boy is also exceptionally intelligent. his father rented a small building for him to paint in and he spends his whole day in those paint splattered walls.
    fears ; failure, stupidity, large crowds, rejection, criticism
    secrets ; his singing talent



    that lives with pride



    favorite book ; far too many
    favorite movie ; Harry Potter series
    favorite food ; lemon sorbet
    favorite drink ; tea
    favorite song ; amsterdam by imagine dragons
    favorite color ; blue - any, and all, types of blue
    skills ; physics, english literature, art
    friends ; hardly any, none worth mentioning
    best-friends ; a boy names Harley, but Travis left him behind when he moved away to university
    relationship status ; single
    infatuation ; tbd
    past relationships ; only one, but they split up years ago
    past friends ; only one or two, none worth mentioning
    family ; mother, elizabeth banks, and father timothy peters
    [color=navy]pets ;
    none


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    face claim: liam payne


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    atticus woke up late that morning, sliding on an outfit and a snapback to cover up any hair he really had. profanities shooting from his mouth, he rushed from his apartment onto his bike and sped toward the record shop. after aimlessly walking into the shop, the owner had asked him to take a job.


    he said yes because he could use the money. it probably was the worst decision he'd ever made.


    atticus forgot to set his alarm or do something so he'd wake up early. stupid, stupid, stupid.


    atticus opened the door to the record shop, arms littered with tattoos and snapback resting upon his head. the nineteen year old made his way near the employee. his nimble fingers caressed a nirvana vinyl, cocking his head and putting it back onto the shelf. "sorry, uh, rj?" he asked the boss at the counter who gave him a warming smile.


    "atticus, yeah?" the nineteen year old nodded, fumbling his fingers. "alright, thanks for taking the job, man, all you have to do is to order these new records we have shipped in." rj smiled, pointing to the stack of vinyl on a chair and the front counter. "if you have any questions, ask faye over there."


    the boy grabbed a vinyl record and his brown eyes lit up, immediately putting it under the correct era of music. "who put bon jovi with nirvana?" he asked no one in particular.


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    atticus turned his face to the girl who had spoken. she being faye. seemed as though she didn't like him. "atticus." he huffed out, moving a record to the correct spot. hot shot. he hated those words.


    giving a soft, uneven smile, atticus went back to organizing the records. quite rude, this girl was. rolling of the eyes, scoffing. he ran his fingers over his tattoo, licking his lips and picking up another record and sighed as he stood on the tip toes of his converse, shirt rising up slightly and showing tan, muscular skin.


    speaking of skin, atticus was quite built for a nineteen year old. biceps galore, soft trail of shaved stubble, a muscular stomach. the nineteen year old gripped onto a soundgarden record and began humming an imagine dragons tune, tapping his finger on his jeans. he sang to himself, minding his own business.


    atticus was also an amateur singer and songwriter. he moved to LA from england to get a better chance of getting discovered. so far, it hasn't been good. maybe he should start singing a weddings or birthdays or something. maybe festivals.


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    atticus smiled and nodded gently, "you too, faye." he smiled, turning to put the records back on the shelf. hearing the tell-tale click of a camera, he turned to where faye was examining a picture from a polaroid camera. he sighed and rubbed his face, placing the final record of the shelf.


    rj had said something about sandwiches and lunch and ropes. atticus wasn't paying attention. he gave a soft grown of annoyance as he followed faye down the street toward a sandwich shop.


    "don't like to get my picture taken." he swallowed, cheeks flushing and looking down at his blunt fingernails. "still having trouble liking my appearance. grew up with bullies. said quite mean th-- why am i telling you?" atticus snapped, turning away, brow furrowed.


    he pulled on his snapback, "you probably don't care anyway." he sighed, tapping his finger to radioactive by imagine dragons.


    'i'm radioactive, radioactive.' atticus sung to himself, calming his slight anger down as they neared the shop. atticus suffers from insomnia and anger issues. he'd done it when he was a child, throwing tantrums at the slightest thing and staying awake a night because he felt that the bullies would torment him in his sleep.


    god he hated his childhood. he had to take up boxing as a sport to defend himself from them. it's partly why he moved from england. he wanted to get away and live.