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  • CAMP BETA : SIGN-UPS : OPEN

    hello. I would love to join but can I reserve a spot? btw I am not new I just made a new account and I'm an advanced roleplayer so yes. :P can I reserve the faceclaims of Annie Bacon and Sean O' Donnel?

  • CAMP BETA : SIGN-UPS : OPEN

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: courier; font-size: 13px; text-transform: uppercase][justify]FULL NAME :
    "i'm avery marie smith."
    NICKNAMES :
    "let's just stick with avery."
    AGE :
    "seventeen years young."
    SEXUALITY :
    "straighter than the pole your mama strips on."
    GENDER :
    "do you want me to punch you?"
    APPEARANCE :
    CLICK
    PERSONALITY TRAITS :
    I'll have to finish tomorrow....sorry
    ACCENT :
    OTHER :
    [/fancypost]

  • ｐｌｏｔ ｗｉｔｈ ｂｅｌｌｅ

    hello. I would love to do the prom date role play with you if you would like to. also, just so you know I am an advanced role player, and although I mostly play all girls try to role play guys more. I just deleted my old account and started over but I am not new to this site. I tend to write 2-3 paragraphs per response and usually use song posts :P

  • ｐｌｏｔ ｗｉｔｈ ｂｅｌｌｅ

    oh! you don't have to type 2-3 paragraphs I just like to. I don't mind unless you post like one sentence...then I wouldn't role play with you anymore, but of course I understand low muse as I get it myself! right now I am in the middle of no where, driving from Florida to South Dakota (which happens to be a brutal 30 hour drive) to go hunting so it would be better for me if you made the thread.

  • i'm a survivor [zombie apocalypse sign ups {wip} ] not gonna give up

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    your driving home in your beat up ole truck. he might be a little rusty, but he runs like a charm. your flipping through the stations, trying to find at least something decent when you come along the news. you can barely hear through the static an announcer. you hear him say breaking news. breaking news, you think with a scoff, wondering which famous movie star has became a druggie and killed themselves now. with a shake of your head, you turn the radio off. you don't wNt to hear about dead actors that got it so damn good and still kill themselves anyway. if you left the news on you would've known what was happening. you could've realized the reason for the blaring sirens everywhere. you'd have know why the streets where so silent, why window were boarded up and doors slam shut. you might've survived. but you fool. you didn't give a damn. you didn't listen. you practically killed yourself.


    now as you pull in your drive way your starting to get freaked out. what the * was going on? the whole world seemed to be in a panic, but a silent panic. the world quiet. too quiet. you decide to listen to the news. you go inside, you turn on the tv and immediately your taken aback. you see flashes of destroyed towns. you see alerts, telling you that now thousands have been killed, and then almost instantly the number turns to millions. you can't believe your eyes. zombies. you shake your head. it had to be a funny joke. zombies weren't real. they didn't exist. even so, you lock your door, you lock all your windows, you take all the advice the news is telling you. don't go outside, they say. don't let anyone in your home, they could already be infected. keep yourself armed at all times. troops are being deployed to all states of america. you find your old gun. you've got plenty of bullets to survive. the zombies couldn't possible break into your home. but your wrong. they are already inside.


    your fixed to the news, eyes glued to the tv as you watch helicopters flying over cities, showing thousands of people running. showing at least a million zombies chasing them. at the sight you turn pale, you grip the gun so much harder that your knuckles turn white. and then your hear a crash behind you. you panic. you jump up. you spin around. you aim the gun but it's too late. their is a zombie running at you. the rotten creature is drooling blood, rotten yellow teeth showing as it's lips at pulled back in a snarl. you fire the gun. it goes off with a bang but you miss and you don't have another second to fire before the zombie is on top of you. the gun clatters to the ground, and you fall beside it with a loud thump. you scream, and you feel teeth sink into your neck and flesh tearing and soon after the hot, sticky feeling of blood pooling over you from your wound. your choking. your wheezing. your gasping for air and clawing to get the zombie off you. but this zombie isn't slow and easy to beat like all the shows and movies. they are super human after all. the zombie shoves you back down before taking another bite of your flesh. your scream dies in your throat as the world blurs and you finally close your eyes and fall into a pit of darkness. you fool. thinking you could beat the zombies. nobody can. nobody's safe, not even in their own home.....


    [img width=510 height=360]http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.…ac08b2b466660e1b1ee05.jpg[/img]


    [size=16pt]rules[/size]


    [1] first things first. no rudeness and/or fighting in ooc. I don't care if you didn't start it, anyone who breathes even a word about it will be kicked out and your characters will be put up for adoption or magically killed off. this is a promise, not a threat.
    [2] cussing is aloud, but make sure you star out all the vowels.
    [3] recaps will only be given if you've missed five or more pages. you can all read and I promise it won't hurt you, if anything it will help.
    [4] all wcrpg rules apply, and if you break them I won't hesitate to kick you out
    [5] these aren't super humans or supernaturals. people will die and you should be prepared to kill off characters. and nobody can single handedly take on a horde of zombies. be realistic please.
    [6] put the end anywhere in your form
    [7] no god modding or gary sues. just no.
    [8] this is semi-advanced. if you don't meet the expectations, you won't be aloud to stay unless you contact me through pm and I can help you with your writing. just try to stick to at least 2 paragraphs, correct grammar and spelling. pm me if you have any questions about this
    [9] no "oh nobody likes me" or "nobody wants to date me" bullsh*t. ABSOLUTELY not. attention wh*res are my biggest pet peeve in the world. no.
    [10] if you wanna play in first person, ask me. my answer will most likely he no though. it gets real confusing, real fast.
    [11] no spamming. if I haven't responded at all, and y'all have whipped through like ten pages, I will lock the thread. if it gets so out of hand I won't continue. I can't deal with all that. and no chatting and plotting on the roleplay and sign up thread. I will make a plotting and chat thread, alright?
    [12] if you read this far the end is a fake code word. put your favorite quote in your favorite color somewhere in your form, but not other and ignore the last rule.
    [13] I want you to make this interesting. make plots, but I have to approve them first and make sure everyone is involved. don't make a plot all about yourself.
    [14] I will be choosing admins but I promise if you ask me to be one my answer will be no. I will ask you if you want to be one, and you'll choose yes or no. If you don't want to it won't hurt my feelings.
    [15] please make one male and one female. this way nobody will be left out.
    [16] if things get m+ go to pm or fade in and out. nothing past first base, okay? if you don't understand this reference ask me, and this I will ban anyone who breaks rules.
    [17] put "the end" in other

  • the start of something horrific // private



    I FELT THE DARKNESS AS IT TRIED TO PULL ME DOWN


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    [hr]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:325px; height: 196px; overflow: auto][justify][size=7pt]
    name ;;
    april marie smith


    nicknames ;;
    nothing but april


    gender ;;
    female


    age ;;
    fifteen


    likes ;;
    ▲ hunting and fishing [april in free time would always go hinging with her father. they would go to the sunshine river in mississippi and hunt deer, and hunt the doves that his in the sunflowers. dove season was an annual event every year in alligator. april also hunted beavers, turtles, anything they saw lying around ]
    ▲ riding horses [april grew up riding. she always had to help her dad round up the cattle and help with barreling the hay. april believes in hard work. she was working ever since she was five ]
    ▲ sunrise [april and her dad always watched the sunrise together on their land on horse back and it was april's favorite thing to photograph ]
    ▲ photography [ when april was ten she begged her father for her first camera and ever since has been taking pictures every chance she gets. she loves photography just like her mother did ]


    dislikes ;;
    ▼ storms [ when april was only three her mother got caught in a storm out on their fields and died. april never talks about the accident and is terrified of storms ]
    ▼ city folk [april dating some body from a near by city once and really liked him, but he dumped her because he didn't agree with hunting animals and couldn't stand living in practically the middle of no where. after that she decided all city folk were stupid and had no idea what hard work was ]
    ▼ tight, boxed in places [ april is claustrophobic. she loved wide open country land, being as she grew up in mississippi, and hates cities and tight spaces where she can't see the sun ]
    ▼ pussies [ april hates people who are too afraid to do anything for anyone else, or even for themselves. she used to have a best friend, sally, who killed herself after refusing to be helped, or help herself ]


    personality ;;
    ugh i don't wanna do this right now


    history ;;
    when april was three her mother died in a storm. she was an only child and she and her father became closer. her dad raised her, playing both the role of mom and dad. other than that her life was normal. she was just a country girl living in alligator, mississippi.


    other ;;
    she has a horse. a stallion btw his name show name was star dancer nut just call him star.
    [/fancypost]
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    [hr]

    [font=courier][color=black]THE KIND OF DARK THAT HAUNTS A HUNDRED YEAR OLD HOUSE



    star dancer

  • the world is in the palm of your hands [advanced ; closed]

    omg this thread is literally perfection.


    first off I know I look like a amateur because I have like what, 6 posts? but yeah I just made a new account and I assure you I am advanced.


    okay. down to business. can I reserve a girl with the name "avery marie smith" and use the face claim katie sanford? oh and I have been to disney in florida which I don't know is disney world or land oops. and I just came back from new york city! I'm driving home from hunting now but when I get on a computer I can make my form!

  • the world is in the palm of your hands [advanced ; closed]

    [align=center] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: 60px; margin-left: -100px; width: 230px; height: 300px; overflow: auto;][justify]full name;;
    avery marie smith




    age;;
    sixteen years young




    nicknames;;
    avery doesn't have a consistent nickname,
    but some call her ave occasionally.




    birthday;;
    december 12th




    gender;;
    what does it look like?




    -----------------




    hair color;;
    dark brown




    skin tone;;
    a little tan




    eye color;;
    light emerald green




    height;;
    about 5'6




    weight;;
    about 125




    -----------------




    personality traits;;
    •brilliant [avery is smart. she has always been good
    with school and thinking problems. she could easily
    find a way out of any problem, and she could ace any test.
    avery knows she is smart but tries to hide it. she
    doesn't want to be known as the nerd of her high school]
    •friendly [avery is extremely friendly. she is the type to
    try and makes friends with everybody, and try to have
    peace among everyone but some people hate her for
    this and resent her positive attitude]
    •self-loathing [avery hates herself. she has extremely
    low self confidence because she was bullied at home
    and school and she believed every word they said.
    she thinks she will never be good enough. she will
    never be pretty enough or smart enough or small enough]
    •pessimistic [although avery always tries to be positive,
    on the inside she is always a debbie downer. to her the
    glass is always half empty instead of half full. she always
    expects little to nothing and doesn't expect as much as
    she really deserves, although she thinks she deserves nothing]




    likes;;
    ▲ animals [especially horses. avery grew up in
    alligator mississippi, with thousands of acres of land
    for crops and a field of seven tennessee walkers.
    she also has a retrieving dog named jessie for dove
    hunting and such and maggie, a herding dog to help
    with the few sheep they have. avery doesn't love
    anything more in the world than riding and wants
    to be a verteranarian one day]
    ▲ hunting [avery grew up hunting ducks, doves,
    deer, and blowing up beaver dams. she would also
    occasionally shoot turtles or snakes in rivers near by]
    ▲ photography [avery loves photography, and
    she isn't that bad at it either. in fact, avery is
    a pretty good photographer and back at home
    made money by taking wedding pictures or
    children photographer for parents. avery
    can't wait to take pictures of the whole trip]
    ▲ sunflowers [where she grew up sunflowers
    were everywhere. when it wasn't hunting season
    for doves avery would go down and watch the
    doves fly in and out of the sunflower patches,
    and she would take pictures of all the flowers.
    her mother used to sing to her about the
    sunflowers and after she passed they
    became her favorite thing in all of mississippi]




    dislikes;;
    ▼ storms [when avery was only a little girl
    there was a huge storm. her mother had
    been driving, and she was on her way
    home when another car skidded from
    the other side of the road and hit her
    straight on at 45 mph, killing her
    instantly. avery suffers from anxiety
    ever since when storms came]
    ▼ players [avery has only ever had
    one boyfriend and she was in love
    with him. he always made her feel
    special and one of a kind but she
    found out after two years that
    he was cheating on her with two other girls]
    ▼ drama queens [avery can't stand
    them. she can't stand girls
    who carry prissy purse dogs
    around and are rich from their
    parents. if avery ever wanted
    something she had to work hard
    for it. her parents didn't feed
    her with a golden spoon]
    ▼ rude manners [avery was raised
    very respectfully. she lives like they
    did back when her parents were kids.
    she might be in a shock to see how
    rude and badly mannered most kids are today]




    friends;;
    she'll make some
    on the show




    enemies ;;
    hopefully she won't make those!




    -----------------




    relationship status;;
    single and ready to mingle




    turn-ons;;
    + tallness [avery is a good height, and she hates
    when her date is shorter than her or the same
    height. avery wants someone that has to bend
    slightly to kiss her.
    + fit [no she doesn't want a body builder but
    avery doesn't want a bag of flab either]
    + charming [avery wants somebody that will
    always make her feel happy and good about
    herself. she wants somebody that can constantly
    charm her and make her smile helplessly]
    + fun [she wants her boyfriend to be her best
    friend too. she wants him to be fun and crazy and
    just as spontaneous as she is]




    tun-offs;;
    - bad hygiene [yellow teeth, rotten breath,
    body odor. avery can't deal with it]
    - tattoos [avery absolutely hates tattoos
    because she is a very religious catholic
    and it is against her religion]
    - piercings [piercings in men? oh no.
    avery wants to puke when she see stuff
    like that]
    - disrespectful [avery would have been beat
    at home if she was disrespectful. she wants
    somebody who knows how to mind themselves]




    -----------------




    what can we call you;;
    scarlet or nostalgia

    your muse;;
    depends on my mood.
    usually always 7-10




    your activity;;
    usually 8-10




    other;;
    don't remember if I
    was supposed to put
    something here oops.




    [size=6pt](c)PALMER[/size][/justify][/fancypost]

  • proм daтe [prιvaтe ғor noѕтalgιa]

    hello. so I am on my phone (an iphone) at the moment and it doesn't let you open new tabs and so I can't get the link to a picture so I will post a picture later. also I couldn't find a song so this won't be a song post...sorry.


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    [size=8][font=times new roman]
    girl, your my oxygen


    jake was sitting alone at the prom. yes alone because one of two reasons. first off, he was a looser. second off, his life long crush was here with somebody else. he sighed, ruffling his hair and looking around. he hadn't even seen amaya or her white trash date joshua yet. he stood, getting ready to leave. it was almost time for the prom to end and he wanted to beat the crowd and was tired of watching young couples in love dancing the night away to blaring music. the only reason he even came was because amaya insisted that you couldn't skip prom, date or not. jake headed towards the exit, he had enough of this stupid prom. as he squeezed past the crowd, he tripped and fell into somebody. quickly regaining balance he looked up, mouth open to apologize...that's when he saw her and his heart literally stopped.


    amaya was standing in front of him, a frown on her face. that frown was so out of place. she was wearing a long, strapless, dazzling blue dress. she looked so beautiful. she was beyond beautiful. she looked so out of this world amazing. jake couldn't stop staring. the dress complemented her slim figure, and her hair and make up. she must have taken hours to get ready...and yet she was waiting at the door of the high school gym. jake knew instantly she was waiting for mr. ***bag joshua. he felt anger bubble inside him, but didn't mention that piece of trash at all. jake knew her well enough to know bringing him up was the worst thing he could do in this situation. he had known her since pre-school and basically knew everything about her, including how upset she got and the only things that cheered her up.


    "you look so amazing...you look beautiful.." jake flashed her a smile, his white teeth gleaming in the dim lighting of the room. cheers filled the air as a song ended, and the last song of the night came on. he didn't know the song, but it was a slow song. he watched the floor empty until only couples were left under the dazzling disco ball. jake, being the charming loser he was, bowed before her before holding out a hand to her. "my lady, may I have this last dance?"he waited for her answer, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice. what if she didn't want to dance and be seen with a loser like him at prom? what if she only wanted to dance with that prick joshua? he prayed silently that she wouldn't refuse. what if she accepted out of pity?


    and I can't breathe without you


    [hr]

  • the start of something horrific // private

    emily was sitting outside of her house, her horse eating grass beside her. she sighed. she swore that animal had no damn clue what the hell was going on. he was gonna get himself killed by trying to give a zombie a ride. he was the sweetest damn horse in the world and wouldn't hurt a damned fly. she looked out at the tree line, watching for any zombies. she owned about 1500 acres of land and she couldn't imagine how many zombies were out there, wandering mindlessly through the woods. her dad could be out there...he had been bitten but emily couldn't kill him. she led him into the woods and left him. he told her to kill him as he turned but she couldn't. not her only flesh and blood relative left.


    emily was awoken from her thoughts when she heard a scream. a scream for help. jumping up, Emily grabbed her shotgun and mounted star. she kicked his side, her boots pricking at his skin. he winnied and took off, flying into the woods. thankfully the idiots screaming for help weren't far. they would attract all the damn zombies in her 1500 acres of land if they didn't shut up. as she reached them, emily cursed silently. they had gotten stuck in one of the old fox traps that her dad laid out before this all happened. obviously city folks that didn't know to watch where they were going and the sight of that prissy little purse dog almost made her sick. she loved animals but not owners that spoiled them rotten.


    jumping off star, she told him to stay before running over to the girl who was crying. she handed kendall the shotgun, practically shoving it in her arms. "that pistol will wok but this will kill a walker with one shot."[color=black] her country accent was so pronounced it was obvious she hadn't been in a city in her life, even though she lived in california. she quickly opened the fox trap like it was nothing and pulled the girl to her feet. she didn't even speak, she just boosted kendall up on star and turned to face kennedy, beckoning with her to get on the horse as well with that prissy dog of hers.

  • ➩Pʟᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ Aᴠʀɪʟ﹗

    hey avril! this is catlover15 on a new account! I sad to say I deleted my old account because I became very inactive and I have been going trough a lot lately but so just made this new account. anyway I am thinking about making a big run away thread. it would be kids that have been abused or have nothing left and they all live in the gang together and end up running away out of the state and yeah. that's all I have so far! didn't know if you would want to though.

  • the world is in the palm of your hands [advanced ; closed]

  • the start of something horrific // private

    emily raised her eyebrows at the city girl. She opened her mouth to answer that one, her name was emily and two, the horse was american dream but she could call him dream for short, but two boys came out of the brush. she looked at them, and then at kendall who jumped down from the horse. sighing, she looked at one of the boys, who happened to be hayes. "you can ride with me to my house and i will bring back another horse for you too." emily turned, mounting dream and pushing kennedy back some. "my name is emily by the way, and this is american dream. oh and you better keep my shotgun for now. i will be back for y'all in a jiffy."


    emily held out a hand, hoisting hayes onto the horse before she kicked dream with the point of her boots, clicking her tongue to get him moving. dream neighed and took off, feet pounding against the forest floor. he dove over logs and ducked under branches and soon enough they were at her house and barn next door. climbing off of dream, she left hayes and kennedy to figure themselves out before heading into the barn and leading dream in. emily lead dream in her stable before handing kennedy a brush. "if you want to..ole dream hasn't had a brushing since a week ago.." leaving the two with dream, emily left and returned back with another shotgun. handing it to hayes, she explained herself. "in case a zombie comes...guns loaded but the safety is on. oh and if you want to see the other horses you can, just don't let them out of the stalls. i don't want one of my beauties getting eaten."


    emily gave both of them a weak smile before opening the stall next to dream and leading out a pre white mare. her name was snow white. unique, right? grabbing a rope, emily opened the next stall too and led out another horse. this horse was called golden age. she was a palomino colored mare, sweeter than a strawberry. tying the rope around gold's neck, and the other side of the rope around snow's, emily led the horses out of the barn, and back towards where kendall and hayes were waiting. she prayed that the two were still alive. noah sounded country but more like a redneck than anything else. and he probably knew how to shoot a gun better than the girl but that still could be far from good enough to take on a horse of zombies....