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[justify] hello there dreamy. If love to do a thread with you, of you're still looking for some.
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[justify] right. So what about a trainer/initiate romance?
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[justify] yep. Pretty much!
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[justify] probably you, since I'm not on the roof. ^.^
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Tobias "Four" Eaton
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{first is alright with me!}
It was the same as usual; I was at the bottom of the building, Eric up top with the initiates. I could only guess who would jump first; probably a candor or erudite, like most other times. I had been down here last year as well, the year before my own initiation. The point in my life where I had truly broken free and became my own person. I had come in at the top of the initiates; Eric just below me. And despised me because of it.

I had a bad habit of making enemies, as it was. But I'm not going to go into that. Just as I finished this thought, a shape formed in the corner of my vision. Looking up, the shape became more distinct; it was a girl. Her body hit the net in a matter of seconds, and I firmly grasped her soft hand and lifted her gently off of the flexing surface.

As she stood in front of me, I realized I knew her. I had seen her several times before, in abnegation. And I realized in that moment how beautiful she was. She might be plain; all abnegation were. Even I was. But her spirit was emanating from her, she looked so powerful, so brave. A small smile touched my lips. "welcome to dauntless," my deep voice echoed, my hand still grasped on hers.
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[justify] simple is absolutely fine!
Silvermoon, I'd love to do a thread with you.
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michael "mica" parker
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Not rushing, just reminding :3
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[justify] today's your lucky day stranger! I'm looking divergent threads, and I play males. So there ya go. I don't have a specific plot in mind, though.
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[justify] anybody up for a Jack Frost roleplay? I'd play Jack Frost, and you could play a female human maybe? I don't know. Plot away!!
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Mica Parker
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{sorry you've been so sick!!}
As her small hand wraps around my arm, I'm surprised by the brute force behind it. She lifts me from the net I had fallen onto, and helps me to my feet. I give a small nod and the tiniest smile. She was definitely not ugly, that was for sure.

"yeah, I'm abnegation..." or at least, I was. Right now, I wasn't really anything. I mean, I was an initiate, but not really a member or dauntless yet. My eyes scanned the area around me; it was truly amazing, really. And I stuck out like a sore thumb with my short hair and gray clothing. "wow..." was all I could manage.
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Alright! We could work out a nice plot I'm sure.

here it is. We can plot first of you'd like!

Alright, here is the thread!
clicky!

[justify] haha well that works. But how will she be able to see him?
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[justify] eh, we'll think of something. Would you like to start, or should I?
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Alright, one last question. First or third person?

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Jack Frost
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{thirds fine with me!}
The trees covered with a faint frost as the young man walked past them, the ground shining with each step he took. The man was clad in a cloak, one that was covered with the same frosty look that followed him around. His eyes were a piercing blue, his hair as white as the falling snow. His skin was splotchy white, as if it couldn't decide what color it would rather be. He clung tightly to a wooden staff as of it were his life force, which in a way, it was. His name, was Jack Frost.

Jack had been like this as long as hencouldntembed, which was about one hundred years. Never aging, never knowing who he really was. But that wasn't the biggest problem with his existence. Whenever a human came in contact with him, they simply when straight through him as if he did not exist. No one could hear him, no one could see him. He was alone and as far as he knew, always would be.

In the recent years jack had taken to watching children and teenagers go about life, maybe pestering a bit and adding enjoyment into their days. Even if they would never see him, he found comfort in their fun, in the fact that he gave it to them. There was one girl in particular he enjoyed to spend his time with. She was near his age, or what he appeared to be, at least. In fact, that was who he was following, his bright eyes trained on her figure, a childish grin nestled on his pale face.
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