Posts by Bananaphone

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  • the girl who ran away & the boy who found her.


    [size=11pt]kilig(n.)


    the rush or the inexplicable joy one feels after seeing or experiencing something romantic.
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    [size=9pt]what would you do if you were being chased by people who wanted to experiment on you or even worse, kill you? the first thing that most likely will come up in peoples mind is run away or report to the police. but the first instinct is to run, far from your home. for nine years straight, a girl has been on the run, staying at one different city/town per year, changing her identity(name) but barely changes her appearances. one city can change two peoples lives, running into each other on new years eve. the boy has seen the girl around town, at her job, but the girl has not seen him before. the boy tries to get to know the girl, but the girl is closed off, letting out little information to the strange boy. when the boy builds up enough courage to get a date with the girl, the girl's whole entire agenda changes by just one date. the girl never thought that she would find love again after her first love was killed. the boy has been looking everywhere for a girl he would fall in love with.


    the girl is still secretive about her past, why she moves every year, and who she really was. which leads the boy into researching about the girl, telling him little amounts of things that the girl never told him. the girl lets her guard down, allowing the boy in, but a bit after she lets the boy in, she's in danger again. the people who wanted to murder the girl was spotted in town, searching for her, leaving her hidden in her house or a cabin outside of town. she stops contacting the people she talked to over the phone, not wanting to be located by the cell signal. she cuts off everyone, leaving the boy to a confused state on where the girl went. the boy goes on a search for the girl, only to find her at her weakest state and even worse.[/size]


    charries age limit!


    26-33



    [size=6pt]must be able to write 4+ sentences and must be active : )[/size]



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    what's the worst thing that has happened to me? to cause me to run away or close off everyone? it's a tie between three events that has happened. 1. my first love died in action(I was 17 and he was 20), leaving me in a mess. 2. there is a group of people running after me, wanting to murder me. 3. the people after me killed my uncle and aunt, who were watching me since my parents died months after I was born. those are the top three of the worst events that has happened to me. I've been on the run ever since I found out I was being hunted down, the reason why I am being hunted down, I have no idea. It made no sense why I was being hunted down, I wish someone would tell me why I'm being hunted down. It may have to do with something about my parents, I just came to that conclusion. It's been nine years since I've been on the run, but it's been three years since I last seen the group of people who are trying to murder me.


    I was currently sitting in a cab, which was driving towards the 25 floor hotel that was currently holding new years eve party. The cab came to a sudden stop, causing me to jerk forward, nearly hitting my face against the seat in front of me. "here is your stop. that will be 12.50," the cab driver grunted, unlocking the door to allow me to get out. The cab driver rolled down his window so I can give him 15 dollars, "thank you. keep the change." the cab driver nodded to me, before speeding off to his next passenger who was waiting for him. I was welcomed into the hotel as soon I stepped inside the beautiful lobby. It had this greek touch to it, which made me love it a lot more. I was glancing around the room to make sure the people weren't here before I was led into the ball room. I was not caught off guard of how crowded it was inside of the ballroom, but I instantly found one of my friends, who was my co-work at the town library. I took my time walking over to her, noticing that she was talking to some people, not wanting to interrupt their conversation. I patiently stood next to Grace, who hasn't noticed my presence until she most likely felt my presences.


    "mary, leo, and ryan this is co-worker, adeline. adeline this is my cousins," Grace introduced me to some of her family. I exchanged a hello to everyone, shaking hands or giving small nods with a small smile. "excuse me, we have to go do our small performance," Grace said, grabbing my wrist, dragging me to the piano as we got called up. Grace found out that I played the piano and sung a bit, since she barged into my apartment when I was playing with the piano. She practically forced me to play and sing during the new years eve party, I agreed because she wouldn't leave me alone. I slid into the piano stool, brushing my fingers on the keys, taking a deep breath before I turned my head to Grace who placed a microphone in front of me, giving me a smile. Grace sat next to me, on a stool so she can look at the lyrics on the sheet of paper in front of me. I started to play the notes, letting myself drift off into the music, letting my fingers move across the piano. Grace sung the first stanza of "begin again" by taylor swift , which was one of Grace's favorite songs. the second stanza, I joined in, harmonizing with Grace before I sang the third stanza, what felt like seconds, the song was done. I was left on the stage by myself, I stared out into the crowd, some watching me or applauding and the others not even bothering to notice the music playing. My eyes shifted towards the wall which was 10 yards from the piano, I was caught off guard when my eyes locked with another person's eyes.




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  • the girl who ran away & the boy who found her


    [size=11pt]kilig(n.)


    the rush or the inexplicable joy one feels after seeing or experiencing something romantic.
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    [size=9pt]what would you do if you were being chased by people who wanted to experiment on you or even worse, kill you? the first thing that most likely will come up in peoples mind is run away or report to the police. but the first instinct is to run, far from your home. for nine years straight, a girl has been on the run, staying at one different city/town per year, changing her identity(name) but barely changes her appearances. one city can change two peoples lives, running into each other on new years eve. the boy has seen the girl around town, at her job, but the girl has not seen him before. the boy tries to get to know the girl, but the girl is closed off, letting out little information to the strange boy. when the boy builds up enough courage to get a date with the girl, the girl's whole entire agenda changes by just one date. the girl never thought that she would find love again after her first love was killed. the boy has been looking everywhere for a girl he would fall in love with.


    the girl is still secretive about her past, why she moves every year, and who she really was. which leads the boy into researching about the girl, telling him little amounts of things that the girl never told him. the girl lets her guard down, allowing the boy in, but a bit after she lets the boy in, she's in danger again. the people who wanted to murder the girl was spotted in town, searching for her, leaving her hidden in her house or a cabin outside of town. she stops contacting the people she talked to over the phone, not wanting to be located by the cell signal. she cuts off everyone, leaving the boy to a confused state on where the girl went. the boy goes on a search for the girl, only to find her at her weakest state and even worse.[/size]


    charries age limit!


    26-33



    [size=6pt]must be able to write 4+ sentences and must be active : )[/size]



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    what's the worst thing that has happened to me? to cause me to run away or close off everyone? it's a tie between three events that has happened. 1. my first love died in action(I was 17 and he was 20), leaving me in a mess. 2. there is a group of people running after me, wanting to murder me. 3. the people after me killed my uncle and aunt, who were watching me since my parents died months after I was born. those are the top three of the worst events that has happened to me. I've been on the run ever since I found out I was being hunted down, the reason why I am being hunted down, I have no idea. It made no sense why I was being hunted down, I wish someone would tell me why I'm being hunted down. It may have to do with something about my parents, I just came to that conclusion. It's been nine years since I've been on the run, but it's been three years since I last seen the group of people who are trying to murder me.


    I was currently sitting in a cab, which was driving towards the 25 floor hotel that was currently holding new years eve party. The cab came to a sudden stop, causing me to jerk forward, nearly hitting my face against the seat in front of me. "here is your stop. that will be 12.50," the cab driver grunted, unlocking the door to allow me to get out. The cab driver rolled down his window so I can give him 15 dollars, "thank you. keep the change." the cab driver nodded to me, before speeding off to his next passenger who was waiting for him. I was welcomed into the hotel as soon I stepped inside the beautiful lobby. It had this greek touch to it, which made me love it a lot more. I was glancing around the room to make sure the people weren't here before I was led into the ball room. I was not caught off guard of how crowded it was inside of the ballroom, but I instantly found one of my friends, who was my co-work at the town library. I took my time walking over to her, noticing that she was talking to some people, not wanting to interrupt their conversation. I patiently stood next to Grace, who hasn't noticed my presence until she most likely felt my presences.


    "mary, leo, and ryan this is co-worker, adeline. adeline this is my cousins," Grace introduced me to some of her family. I exchanged a hello to everyone, shaking hands or giving small nods with a small smile. "excuse me, we have to go do our small performance," Grace said, grabbing my wrist, dragging me to the piano as we got called up. Grace found out that I played the piano and sung a bit, since she barged into my apartment when I was playing with the piano. She practically forced me to play and sing during the new years eve party, I agreed because she wouldn't leave me alone. I slid into the piano stool, brushing my fingers on the keys, taking a deep breath before I turned my head to Grace who placed a microphone in front of me, giving me a smile. Grace sat next to me, on a stool so she can look at the lyrics on the sheet of paper in front of me. I started to play the notes, letting myself drift off into the music, letting my fingers move across the piano. Grace sung the first stanza of "begin again" by taylor swift , which was one of Grace's favorite songs. the second stanza, I joined in, harmonizing with Grace before I sang the third stanza, what felt like seconds, the song was done. I was left on the stage by myself, I stared out into the crowd, some watching me or applauding and the others not even bothering to notice the music playing. My eyes shifted towards the wall which was 10 yards from the piano, I was caught off guard when my eyes locked with another person's eyes.




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  • the girl who ran away & the boy who found her

    okay! Yay! My character will is about to turn 26, like a few days after New Years even.


    So I already started to RP, it's in the first post just in case you didn't notice it or something :) if you have any questions be free to ask me, and you can begin anytime you want to.

  • resisting him but saving her [pafp]



    bad-ass


    [bad-as]


    adjective


    1. (of a person) difficult to deal with; mean-tempered; touchy.


    2. distinctively tough or powerful; so exceptional as to be intimidating.


    noun


    3. a mean-tempered troublemaker.


    .............................


    vlut


    [vl-ut]


    noun


    1. a virgin who acts like a slut


    college. a place where different people come to learn different things to lead them into the future successfully. there is three different types of people in college. the ones who care about their studies, the ones who only party and don't care about their studies, and finally the ones who care about their studies but still party. when two people who are similar in different ways cross pathes on the job(they both are in gangs). their gangs have never gotten along, always disliked each other but when they cross pathes, they just want to annoy each other/ destroy the other. which leads them to messing with the other's friends, messing with reputations, etc. but two people can change both of the gangs minds, after a long hatred relationship. but first, the two people must fight through their differences and find each other. the thing is, they don't share feelings on the job, so if their feelings change, it may interrupt with their job.


    face claim-Zoey deutch


    -few changes of my charrie, instead of brown eyes, I wanted to mix the color brown with blue. also instead of her being pale, she is in the middle of tan and pale.





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    I tucked my eyeglasses away into the glove compartment of my car, since they were un-needed after I put In my contacts. I only wear my glasses when I'm not on duty and when I'm not partying. I only use them when I'm at home, at school, or just walking around. I didn't want them to break when I was on duty or partying. Before exiting out of my car, I tucked my Ruger SR1911 pistol into the waist band of my shorts, right on my back so my flannel can easily hide the gun. My uncle gave me this pistol for my birthday last year since he was the one that introduced me to shooting. I checked the time on my phone, noticing that I was a bit late to the meeting. I would have been on time to the meeting but biology class took longer than usual because I had to give my teacher my typed essay about the safety of the labs since I may have made a frog blow up. Don't ask me how, It just happened.


    "kins, I just shut off all the security surveillance cameras in the area, you better hurry or else the cameras will turn on and you will be caught and taken to jail," marcos, my older brother, spoke sternly through the ear piece that I placed in my ear when I left school. I rushed quickly towards the abandoned warehouse down the road, which was where the man was waiting. It took me 5 minutes, by running, to get there so I wouldn't be anymore late than I already was. I crawled under the garage door that was left open about two feet off the ground.


    I stood up quickly to dust off all the gross things on the ground that I rolled in. The warehouse was almost silent, due to the man who was talking quietly to his phone. I could tell he was anxious because I was late, or maybe because he was hiding something. I stepped out from behind the crates, making my way over to the man with my arms crossed. I listened cautiously to the conversation. "my wife is away on a business trip and my daughter is on a over night field trip so we can have some fun without getting caught," the man said, with a smirk plastered on his face. I felt sick to the stomach, one type of person that I hated was cheaters, I completely hate them with a passion. I was cheated on twice in high school, so that's why I haven't dated since then. I cleared my throat to catch the man's attention, quickly he hung up and turned around to face me.


    so mr. solis, do you have the money you owe me?" I asked sweetly with a calming smile as I watched him. "I-I don't h-hav-e-e your m-mon-ney," Mr. Solis stuttered as he shrunk up a bit. I narrowed my eyes at him," you knew your meeting was today, yet you go out and spend the money you owe me. you do know the consequences, don't you?" my mood turning, my voice sounding deadly, I took a step towards him, leaving ten yards in between us. He took a step back, visibly shaking in fear, but as he was about to reply, I heard a shout,stealing my clients I see, and then the click of a gun.



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    [size=4pt]© dreamíe
    #dreamydidit    [/size]


    outfit

  • I thought you were my best friend... What happened? (private)

    Tyler let a small smile appear on his face before he spoke up to ask the group, " what's our plans for tomorrow?" if they had no ideas, Tyler had an idea which was wakeboarding, tubing, knee boarding or water skiing.


    ( off to my trip :) please excuse my absents at moments, i'll probably be swimming or sight seeing. I'll try to be on as much as possible.)

  • the girl who ran away & the boy who found her.

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    I was frozen for a few seconds as both eyes meet, but then I let out a small chuckle as I watched the man blush. I slid off the piano stool, smoothing out my dress, making sure there is no slip ups that will embarrass me. Some people came up to me, thanking me for playing a song, or telling me that the performance was great. I smiled at everyone who complimented the performance before excusing myself from the small group of people. I stopped a waiter who had a tray full of champagne, grabbing two off of it, making my way over to the man. Something about the man intrigued me, often I wouldn't walk up or every talk to many people. "champagne?" I asked as I got closer to the man, holding out the second glass of champagne that I grabbed.


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    #dreamydidit    [/size]

  • the girl who ran away & the boy who found her.

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    I couldn't help but let my smile grow wider at the fact that he spoke a bit of French, which was a second language for me. I learned French in secondary school, because it was harder than Spanish and I always wanted a challenge. I was a bit hesitant when he asked what my name was, debating to tell him my current name or leave him clueless about my name. I decided to just tell him my name, to make things easier. " my name is leilani bourne, but most of friends call me either lei or lele. may I ask what your name is?" Lei is what some friends call me now, with my current name but Lele was an old nickname that went with my real name. I sipped my champagne as I waited for the man to answer my question.


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  • the girl who ran away & the boy who found her.

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    I couldn't help but smile at the fact he was a service man, reminding me a bit of my grandfather, Erik Wilson. "so Crossman, where have you been touring?" I asked curiously, tilting my head a bit with a curious look on my face. I always loved to find out what placed people have been, it inspires me to go to the places that I have never been too. I sipped a bit more of my champagne, watching Andrew's movements. I quickly turned my head as I was roughly bumped into by a drunk man, who rudely continued to walk away without muttering an apology. I let out a quiet, irritated sigh before moving a small bundle of my hair behind my ear.


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  • the girl who ran away & the boy who found her.

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    The nickname he gave me, [i]Lani[/b] caught me off guard since I've never heard anyone call me that besides Andrew now. "I've been to many places, mostly the states but I've been to New Zealand, Indonesia and the Philippines," I stated, trying to remember where I have been traveling over the years. "do you know where you will be touring next? If you are still serving the country?" I questioned him, before finishing my glass of champagne and placing it on the tray a waiter was holding. I glanced up to look at the clock above us, noticing how it was already 11:50, almost time for the new year. My eyes trailed back to Andrew, wait for him to speak up.


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  • the girl who ran away & the boy who found her.

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    A slow song started to play, by a duo who was singing and playing piano. When andrew asked me the question, I was once again was hesitant since I wasn't the type who dances that much. "you may," I gave him permission before taking his hand with my left hand. "I've got to warn you though. I'm horrible at dancing so if I step on your feet, I am dearly sorry ," I warned him. I can dance, it's just horrible and awkward. Last time I danced was for Prom, which was 8 years ago and ever since then I never tried to dance.


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