Yeah, I think if you enjoyed Code Geass so much, you might really enjoy GC. 8) I didn't have high expectations for it myself, but it was pretty good and kind of gave me similar vibes.
Have you watched Guilty Crown?
♔: ♠ « MUSIC ♠ « WEARING ♠ « ✉ 0 ♠ « OOC: N|A ♠ :♔ It was quiet for a few awkward moments and he was about ready to strike up another idle conversation when someone new entered. He went straight for the coffee, and then some ... Questionable doughnuts before greeting them all. Oliver gave a small nod and a friendly smile before shoving his phone back into his pocket and breathing out. "Hey, there." He greeted. Then, he returned his attention to Sophie and Pierce. She had introduced herself, Sophie, and he was mildly interested by him knowing her name but her not knowing his. He had caught it a few times, around school, and then a lot during reversals. Then again, he wasn't doing anything quite as extraordinary as she was with the compositions. "Oliver." He answered clearly, making eye-contact. She had pretty ones. They reminded him of the ocean, during a storm. He got up and checked the copy machine. Just a few more sheets and it would be finished. In the meantime, he checks the fridge for anything of interest and eventually grabbed a bag of pretzels to munch on.
It was quiet for a few awkward moments and he was about ready to strike up another idle conversation when someone new entered. He went straight for the coffee, and then some ... Questionable doughnuts before greeting them all. Oliver gave a small nod and a friendly smile before shoving his phone back into his pocket and breathing out. "Hey, there." He greeted. Then, he returned his attention to Sophie and Pierce. She had introduced herself, Sophie, and he was mildly interested by him knowing her name but her not knowing his. He had caught it a few times, around school, and then a lot during reversals. Then again, he wasn't doing anything quite as extraordinary as she was with the compositions. "Oliver." He answered clearly, making eye-contact. She had pretty ones. They reminded him of the ocean, during a storm. He got up and checked the copy machine. Just a few more sheets and it would be finished. In the meantime, he checks the fridge for anything of interest and eventually grabbed a bag of pretzels to munch on.
♔: ♠ « MUSIC ♠ « WEARING ♠ « ✉ 1 ♠ « OOC: N|A ♠ :♔ ❝Ready,❞ Oliver watched with a smile as Pierce grabbed a single pair of scissors and crossed over to the door, holding it open. Instead of making eye-contact when they touched, she shied away and he rolled his eyes. She didn't really annoy him, but he couldn't help but wonder what type of a person was really so shy. Maybe she was a closet freak, or something. That potential factor was really the only thing that made her interesting in the slightest to him. Either way, the ever-vulnerable stuttering schoolgirl act would only hold his fascination for so long ... It was already getting a bit tiresome, and he was glad opening night was coming up. He grabbed a pair of scissors for himself and stepped through the doorway just as the blue-eyed, sandy brunette known as Sophie appeared. ❝Sorry, am I interrupting something? I just stopped by to say hello to Pierce while my friend checks over my composition for the play.❞ Aah, that was right. She had written the music up for the play. Yeah, yeah ... Oliver adjusted the strap of his bag over his shoulder and glanced between the two girls. ❝Oh! Sophie, hi!❞ Pierce waved and Oliver pressed his lips together in thought. How was it that she could speak clearly with Sophie? Maybe she was a rape victim, not a closet freak. His cheeks flushed with shame. He was beginning to feel a bit out of place with their exchange and noticeably sighed. ❝We were actually just leaving. Going to the copy room. You uh--you wanna come with?❞ ❝If you don't mind. I need something to kill time while the music is being looked over. Whenever you both are ready to leave, then. In any matter, how have you been, Pierce?❞ No, no, no. No. Oliver interjected. ❝Okay, fun stuff, let's gooo.❞ Honestly, he didn't mind Sophie tagging along. Well, she could come, but not if it was going to shove him into the awkward, socially neglected zone. Nodding over towards the direction of the copy room, he lead both girls down the long stretch of hall and passed the first door of the administration office. His phone vibrated against his right pant leg and his heart throbbed. Maybe that was ... No, he'd check it later. He tossed his bag onto one of the pale blue, round tables of the copy room. It smelled of dry erase markers, paper and metal, but that was nothing compared to the car shop ... ❝So, I brought the first ticket sheet we used. I'll make copies and we'll dive the stack. Then it's cutting time and that'll basically be our day, Pierce.❞ His eyes flickered towards Sophie for a moment, and he mulled over any possible tasks he could give her. She wasn't really needed though, so he digressed and opened his bag for the ticket sheet, bringing it to the copier and lifting the top. It was going to take a while for the copies to print out, so he took a seat where his bag lay and brought out his cell phone absently. ❝You girls want anything? There's coffee in here, and probably some snacks.❞ He shrugged, gazing between them again before diverting his attention back to his cell phone, considering, a bit nervously, whether or not to check his inbox quite yet or to focus on the two before him.
❝Ready,❞ Oliver watched with a smile as Pierce grabbed a single pair of scissors and crossed over to the door, holding it open. Instead of making eye-contact when they touched, she shied away and he rolled his eyes. She didn't really annoy him, but he couldn't help but wonder what type of a person was really so shy. Maybe she was a closet freak, or something. That potential factor was really the only thing that made her interesting in the slightest to him. Either way, the ever-vulnerable stuttering schoolgirl act would only hold his fascination for so long ... It was already getting a bit tiresome, and he was glad opening night was coming up. He grabbed a pair of scissors for himself and stepped through the doorway just as the blue-eyed, sandy brunette known as Sophie appeared. ❝Sorry, am I interrupting something? I just stopped by to say hello to Pierce while my friend checks over my composition for the play.❞ Aah, that was right. She had written the music up for the play. Yeah, yeah ... Oliver adjusted the strap of his bag over his shoulder and glanced between the two girls. ❝Oh! Sophie, hi!❞ Pierce waved and Oliver pressed his lips together in thought. How was it that she could speak clearly with Sophie? Maybe she was a rape victim, not a closet freak. His cheeks flushed with shame. He was beginning to feel a bit out of place with their exchange and noticeably sighed. ❝We were actually just leaving. Going to the copy room. You uh--you wanna come with?❞ ❝If you don't mind. I need something to kill time while the music is being looked over. Whenever you both are ready to leave, then. In any matter, how have you been, Pierce?❞ No, no, no. No. Oliver interjected. ❝Okay, fun stuff, let's gooo.❞ Honestly, he didn't mind Sophie tagging along. Well, she could come, but not if it was going to shove him into the awkward, socially neglected zone. Nodding over towards the direction of the copy room, he lead both girls down the long stretch of hall and passed the first door of the administration office. His phone vibrated against his right pant leg and his heart throbbed. Maybe that was ... No, he'd check it later. He tossed his bag onto one of the pale blue, round tables of the copy room. It smelled of dry erase markers, paper and metal, but that was nothing compared to the car shop ... ❝So, I brought the first ticket sheet we used. I'll make copies and we'll dive the stack. Then it's cutting time and that'll basically be our day, Pierce.❞ His eyes flickered towards Sophie for a moment, and he mulled over any possible tasks he could give her. She wasn't really needed though, so he digressed and opened his bag for the ticket sheet, bringing it to the copier and lifting the top. It was going to take a while for the copies to print out, so he took a seat where his bag lay and brought out his cell phone absently. ❝You girls want anything? There's coffee in here, and probably some snacks.❞ He shrugged, gazing between them again before diverting his attention back to his cell phone, considering, a bit nervously, whether or not to check his inbox quite yet or to focus on the two before him.
Calm the fuck down, por favor. I'm under no obligation to deal with a shit attitude, nor do I have the patience for it. I politely asked you a question, all that was required was a respectful answer. I've put up with a lot from you because you've generally been a good sport, but no more. I'll update the list with your randomly reposted OC and blinding red text request. Edit: Oh. I also don't think he was trying to make you feel better. You don't miss anything from not being in the Skype chat, everything is updated here. So you can stop with complaining about that.
Thanks. For those of you who are using ~ older ~ appearances, can you link me to them [ if you haven't] ? So that I can use them for future videos. Also, @mindstorm, what is Adrian doing? He doesn't have a part in the musical ... He wasn't signed up for one. So why is he there? Also, Pierce and Oliver aren't in the auditorium. Oliver is the only one who passed through and he left to go to the ticket booth, with Pierce.
♔: ♠ « MUSIC ♠ « { WEARING } ♠ « ✉ 0 ♠ « OOC: TEMPORARY TEMPLATE ... ♠ :♔ ❝I'll be late if I don't leave now, you know ...❞ ❝Yeah, yeah! Just one more thing. Have you ever eaten at Clarissa's? Radical food, yeah, totally awesome, but I heard that the backroom is haunted! My cousin used to work there. You remember I told you about her? Err ... Kimberly? Yeah, she used to be a waitress there and she said the door to the backroom would always lock out of no where. People get stuck back there all of the time. Real scary stuff! It makes me --,❞ ❝Sounds scary alright.❞ ❝Are you really listening to me!? I'm serious, there are some spooky things going on around here ... You'll come with me on Saturday, right? To investigate?❞ ❝Maybe.❞ ❝Ollie!! You'll come, won't you? Please, please, please? I'll give you a blowjob.❞ ❝I -- what? Oh my God.❞ ❝... Wow, even that won't convince you? You're on your way to that musical thing too, right? ... Are you gay?❞ ❝It's called a rehearsal. And if I were gay, I would be interested in your blowjob, ahaha.❞ ❝... That is so mean. You are so mean. I don't even want to talk to you anymore.❞ ❝Good, I gotta go.❞ ❝Waaaaait!!❞ He hesitated for a second before tapping the glowing red 'end' icon displayed on his phone, watching as the picture of a cute ghost he had appointed for Grace's portrait faded away. It was about damn time! His battery was nearly drained passed the halfway mark, and she had been talking his ear off during his entire commute to campus. She was a former co-worker, who had taken a liking to him -- so he assumed. A self-appointed paranormal investigator, eccentric, vulgar at times and ... needy. Grace was fascinating and interesting company when she wasn't running her mouth. Sigh ... Today was the first day of winter break, but it didn't feel much different from any other day so far. He spent the morning working at his uncle's car shop [ as he often did during breaks from school ], grabbed something to eat, and then made the drive back to school for rehearsal. It was a crappy thing, because he wasn't really needed. At least he didn't feel like he was. He had auditioned for the lead role -- lost it, been offered an 'extra' role and rejected. Then he ended up stuck as a box office coordinator. Not a very glamorous job, in his opinion. He didn't always need to be the center of attention but it made attending rehearsals a really bland and lame thing. His time to shine would be during the showings [ especially opening night !! ] and he was really excited for them. Until then ... Today, he had to print and cut out some extra tickets. Tickets were already on sale, but somehow they had come up short, not expecting such a large amount of interest. It was no real surprise to him, though. The Girl in Watercolors was huge ... and so was Fortissimo. A part of him was tempted to ditch for today and leave it all up to his partner, Pierce but he couldn't do that ... He'd have to suck it up and get the job done. It was his responsibility now. Plus, he liked Pierce. He wouldn't want to leave her hanging. He sighed as he found a parking space [ much easier than he would have on a school day ], cut the engine, grabbed his book bag and walked towards the auditorium entrance. It was a chilly day outside and it was putting him in a bad mood. He hated the gloomy, rainy weather. He wished it would snow already, and his thoughts traveled to Christmas, a bit disappointed that he would be spending most of it at the theater ... Oliver pushed open the double doors of the auditorium and gazed at the illuminated stage with envy. He was at the top of the seats, near the main entrances, peering down over the rows as he made his way down the first aisle across the theater. He grinned to anyone who noticed him and waved, before disappearing behind one of the exit doors. This door would lead to a cozy little staircase, up and to the ticket booth [ which had another exit / entrance ]. ❝...If our love's insanity why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity why are you my clarity? ...❞ Heh, what an old song to be singing ... Pierce was already here. He could pick out the slight fragility of her speaking tone through her singing voice. She had a nice one. It wasn't phenomenal, but it was good enough to make a lasting impression. He felt a little embarrassed, having caught her, but it faded quickly and instead of lurking within the staircase, he emerged. ❝Good afternoon, Ms. Mhenjer.❞ His voice had a flare of playfulness to it and his vibrant green eyes lit up with interest. ❝Ready for an exciting day full of ticket cutting!? ❞ His eyebrows raised with mock enthusiasm before he let his face fall back into his usual expression with a small, almost-awkward chuckle to himself. He set his bag down on one of the ticket booth chairs and shrugged. ❝I couldn't get a hold of you last night, but basically, we need to make some copies ... We ran out of physical tickets to sell, so we'll need to print and cut out more. We can use the copy room. I'm ready to start when you are.❞
❝I'll be late if I don't leave now, you know ...❞ ❝Yeah, yeah! Just one more thing. Have you ever eaten at Clarissa's? Radical food, yeah, totally awesome, but I heard that the backroom is haunted! My cousin used to work there. You remember I told you about her? Err ... Kimberly? Yeah, she used to be a waitress there and she said the door to the backroom would always lock out of no where. People get stuck back there all of the time. Real scary stuff! It makes me --,❞ ❝Sounds scary alright.❞ ❝Are you really listening to me!? I'm serious, there are some spooky things going on around here ... You'll come with me on Saturday, right? To investigate?❞ ❝Maybe.❞ ❝Ollie!! You'll come, won't you? Please, please, please? I'll give you a blowjob.❞ ❝I -- what? Oh my God.❞ ❝... Wow, even that won't convince you? You're on your way to that musical thing too, right? ... Are you gay?❞ ❝It's called a rehearsal. And if I were gay, I would be interested in your blowjob, ahaha.❞ ❝... That is so mean. You are so mean. I don't even want to talk to you anymore.❞ ❝Good, I gotta go.❞ ❝Waaaaait!!❞ He hesitated for a second before tapping the glowing red 'end' icon displayed on his phone, watching as the picture of a cute ghost he had appointed for Grace's portrait faded away. It was about damn time! His battery was nearly drained passed the halfway mark, and she had been talking his ear off during his entire commute to campus. She was a former co-worker, who had taken a liking to him -- so he assumed. A self-appointed paranormal investigator, eccentric, vulgar at times and ... needy. Grace was fascinating and interesting company when she wasn't running her mouth. Sigh ... Today was the first day of winter break, but it didn't feel much different from any other day so far. He spent the morning working at his uncle's car shop [ as he often did during breaks from school ], grabbed something to eat, and then made the drive back to school for rehearsal. It was a crappy thing, because he wasn't really needed. At least he didn't feel like he was. He had auditioned for the lead role -- lost it, been offered an 'extra' role and rejected. Then he ended up stuck as a box office coordinator. Not a very glamorous job, in his opinion. He didn't always need to be the center of attention but it made attending rehearsals a really bland and lame thing. His time to shine would be during the showings [ especially opening night !! ] and he was really excited for them. Until then ... Today, he had to print and cut out some extra tickets. Tickets were already on sale, but somehow they had come up short, not expecting such a large amount of interest. It was no real surprise to him, though. The Girl in Watercolors was huge ... and so was Fortissimo. A part of him was tempted to ditch for today and leave it all up to his partner, Pierce but he couldn't do that ... He'd have to suck it up and get the job done. It was his responsibility now. Plus, he liked Pierce. He wouldn't want to leave her hanging. He sighed as he found a parking space [ much easier than he would have on a school day ], cut the engine, grabbed his book bag and walked towards the auditorium entrance. It was a chilly day outside and it was putting him in a bad mood. He hated the gloomy, rainy weather. He wished it would snow already, and his thoughts traveled to Christmas, a bit disappointed that he would be spending most of it at the theater ... Oliver pushed open the double doors of the auditorium and gazed at the illuminated stage with envy. He was at the top of the seats, near the main entrances, peering down over the rows as he made his way down the first aisle across the theater. He grinned to anyone who noticed him and waved, before disappearing behind one of the exit doors. This door would lead to a cozy little staircase, up and to the ticket booth [ which had another exit / entrance ]. ❝...If our love's insanity why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity why are you my clarity? ...❞ Heh, what an old song to be singing ... Pierce was already here. He could pick out the slight fragility of her speaking tone through her singing voice. She had a nice one. It wasn't phenomenal, but it was good enough to make a lasting impression. He felt a little embarrassed, having caught her, but it faded quickly and instead of lurking within the staircase, he emerged. ❝Good afternoon, Ms. Mhenjer.❞ His voice had a flare of playfulness to it and his vibrant green eyes lit up with interest. ❝Ready for an exciting day full of ticket cutting!? ❞ His eyebrows raised with mock enthusiasm before he let his face fall back into his usual expression with a small, almost-awkward chuckle to himself. He set his bag down on one of the ticket booth chairs and shrugged. ❝I couldn't get a hold of you last night, but basically, we need to make some copies ... We ran out of physical tickets to sell, so we'll need to print and cut out more. We can use the copy room. I'm ready to start when you are.❞
Sign up for positions for The Girl in Watercolors either here or on Skype. I'll answer any questions you have when I can. Basically all the person starting us off [ if it doesn't end up being me ] needs to worry about is what the theater at Fortissimo University looks like [ I don't care, just make it nice ], and arriving to the theater. The Director is the only person who needs to really worry about what's 'going on', which will basically be 'get yo ass on stage and do these things'. Set designers and other creative people can be backstage or in a work room working on painting or sewing or whatever, easy fun stuff. Actors can be running lines with other people. Choreographer can be coaching someone or whatever, I don't know. Either way, like everything that looks confusing or intimidating at first, you'll understand it better once we actually get the show on the road. Try not to be overly dramatic, we need some chill character development time.
♥♥♥♥G O O D B Y E ♥♥ T O ♥♥ S U M M E R ♥♥ ! ♥♥♥♥... Okay, so maybe that camping trip from a couple of years ago didn't exactly go as planned. After that wasn't so great, either. A lot of people skipped out on camp and the energy wasn't nearly as enthusiastic, especially with the absence of Kevin [ who was later found hiding out in Bentley Grove ]. You are known as one of the survivors of the tragedy [ you come to find there weren't many ], and though the interviews and media buzz have definitely died down, every once and a while you're reminded of that summer ... Oh well. You live and you learn, right? You've done a bit of growing up over the next couple of years and Camp Fortissimo 2013 has given you a lot to think about as well as strengthened the bonds between a few of your peers! Right now you set your focus on the present -- Winter Break 2015. Some of you have been keeping yourselves busy [ or distracted ] with a project. Namely, Fortissimo University's musical production of The Girl in Watercolors. High school students [ 18- ] can volunteer to help for extra credits. Rehearsals and preparation take place every week day from 2PM - 5PM. Weekend attendance is optional and a bit more lax. ♥♥♥♥J O B S ♥♥ A N D ♥♥ P O S I T I O N S♥♥ ! Cast [ RESERVED COLLEGE STUDENTS ] Lead Actress - Maria [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS ] Lead Actor - Trovald Supporting Character #1 - Ethan Supporting Character #2 - Alex Extra #1 - Dennis Extra #2 - Aidan Extra #3 - Seraphina Extra #4 - Zoey Background Singer #1 - Sarah Background Singer #2 - Sasha Team [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Stage Director - Julius [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Musical Director / Conductor - Bryan [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Choreographer [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Sound Designer - Eric [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Sound Technician - Tucker [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Music Composer - Sophie [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Lyricist - Richie Rehearsal Accompanist - Noëlle Scriptwriter x2 - Natalie, Xara Box Office Coordinator x2 - Pierce, Oliver Make Up Designer x2 - Elisa Hair Designer - Fatime Set Designer x2 - Zachary , Ryder NOTE: Positions in GRAY are inactive. Meaning you've already done your job, and you'll spend most of your time just kind of hanging out at rehearsals and reviewing what you've already done. CAST positions are actively creative. Meaning you will actually be responsible for some of the content that's in the musical [ since there's not REALLY a written musical for this ]... For example; Oliver read over the line again. It was really ... dramatic. Would he really have to kiss the lead actress in this scene? How were they going to replicate riding off into the sunset ??? ^ Stuff like that. I just made up that there's a kiss scene in the musical. You see what I mean? HOPEFULLY. That being said, don't take the positions that will require that if you can't handle it. The Girl in Watercolors is a remarkably melancholy, dramatic, beautiful type of idea. It's not meant to be ridiculous and random, so make sure you can collaborate that accurately and keep up with what every other role player is adding on. The Stage Director will be an active role, obviously. You'll be 'in charge' during rehearsals, so don't take the position if you can't deal with that or won't be active enough. Here's a guideline I found, sort of what these positions entail. It's as close as I could find. In conclusion: The Roleplay is expanding on the Winter Break of 2015. Participating in the musical is optional, but it's pretty much the focal point of this ... part and I'm not going to be lax with any characters not participating in it [ ie: rehearsals are over but two characters not in the RP are still on a date or somethin'. I'm still going to time skip for everyone else. ]. Rehearsals have been going on for little bit already so your characters are already in the swing of things. Days will be following the rehearsal schedule leading up to the opening night. [ 2pm - 5pm and then a time skip to bed time on day 4 / 4, regular schedule on the weekends. ] Winter Break is from December 18th to January 3rd. Opening Night of the Musical is Christmas. Showings are the 25th to New Years [ we won't just be role playing the musical over and over on those days though, you'll see lol ]. 『WEATHER』 COLD AND RAINY 43°! ✖ 『DATE & TIME』 12/18/2015 { Friday } - 2PM ✖ 『DAY』 01
♥♥♥♥G O O D B Y E ♥♥ T O ♥♥ S U M M E R ♥♥ !
♥♥♥♥J O B S ♥♥ A N D ♥♥ P O S I T I O N S♥♥ !
Cast [ RESERVED COLLEGE STUDENTS ] Lead Actress - Maria [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS ] Lead Actor - Trovald Supporting Character #1 - Ethan Supporting Character #2 - Alex Extra #1 - Dennis Extra #2 - Aidan Extra #3 - Seraphina Extra #4 - Zoey Background Singer #1 - Sarah Background Singer #2 - Sasha Team [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Stage Director - Julius [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Musical Director / Conductor - Bryan [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Choreographer [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Sound Designer - Eric [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Sound Technician - Tucker [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Music Composer - Sophie [ RESERVED FOR COLLEGE STUDENTS OR PROFESSORS ] Lyricist - Richie Rehearsal Accompanist - Noëlle Scriptwriter x2 - Natalie, Xara Box Office Coordinator x2 - Pierce, Oliver Make Up Designer x2 - Elisa Hair Designer - Fatime Set Designer x2 - Zachary , Ryder
『WEATHER』 COLD AND RAINY 43°! ✖ 『DATE & TIME』 12/18/2015 { Friday } - 2PM ✖ 『DAY』 01
What song? o: Yeah, it's a comedy with some actiony parts. It's one of my favorites from this season.
Yes, thank you for asking. Permission granted.
Thank you!! His name is Lucifer. He's from the anime series Hataraku no Maou-Sama.
Both are accepted. STUFF JAYN NEEDS TO DO AND HAS NOT FORGOTTEN ABOUT SO PLEASE DON'T HARASS HER ABOUT THEM POR FAVOR ONEGAI SHIMASU; Update the OP with new profiles and headers for existing profiles. Give crush-less people crushes because they are indecisive and like making my life harder. Update the love map and ignore people with multiple crushes who are also making my life harder. Update the rules to make my life easier. Update the Epilogue with latecomers' stuff. Write up Introduction and reopen thread. Finish pending banners for waiting people. Update the Table of Contents bookmarks. Restart JUDGEMENT for new arc.
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Accepted, thank you,
T H I S xxI S x F A T E ! ! （ GOOD END POINTS ） ♥ !! （ BAD END POINTS ） ♥ !! （ WRONG END POINTS ） ♥ !! （ NEUTRAL END POINTS ） ♥ ♥ !!
❥ Full Name: OLIVER JOSEPH GRANT. ❥ Appearance: http://puu.sh/2XIuw.jpg ❥ Age: TWENTY-ONE. ❥ Likes: SWEETS ⟳ WARM SHOWERS ⟳ BEING PRAISED ⟳ FEELING USEFUL ⟳ GETTING TO KNOW PEOPLE ⟳ TECHNOLOGY ⟳ MOVIES ⟳ GOING OUT ⟳ WORKING ⟳ CHILDREN ⟳ FLIRTING ⟳ COMPLIMENTS ⟳ MAKING PEOPLE LAUGH ⟲ ANIMALS. ❥ Dislikes: CRY BABIES ⟳ UNREASONABLY STUBBORN INDIVIDUALS ⟳ HIGH AMOUNTS OF LOW SELF CONFIDENCE ⟳ HOT WEATHER ⟳ STUDYING ⟳ PERSONAL QUESTIONS ⟳ LOUD NOISES ⟳ RUSHING INTO THINGS ⟳ BORING OR PREDICTABLE PERSONALITIES ⟲ HIGH AMOUNTS OF RESPONSIBILITY. ❥ Weaknesss/Fears: HIGH PRESSURE SITUATIONS ⟲ UNFAMILIAR AREAS ⟲ CROWDS ⟲ BEING IGNORED / FORGOTTEN ⟲ ANYONE BECOMING OVERLY ATTACHED TO HIM ⟲ ANYONE AS STUBBORN AS HE CAN BE. ❥ Strengths/Talents: MUSIC ⟲ THINKING THINGS THROUGH ⟲ PROBLEM SOLVING ⟲ FIT / ATHLETIC BUILD ⟲ QUICK FIGHT OR FLIGHT RESPONSES ⟲ HIGH DEDUCTION SKILLS AND A DECENT AMOUNT INTUITION ⟲ EXCEPTIONAL SOCIAL SKILLS. ❥ Personality: OFTEN BLUNT AND TO THE POINT WITH THOSE HE IS CLOSE TO, HE HAS AN OVERALL FUN AND MILDLY ENERGETIC PERSONALITY -- WHEN COMFORTABLE AND IN SOCIAL SITUATIONS. IT TAKES A BIT OF WORK TO GET INTO PERSONAL CONVERSATIONS WITH HIM, BUT HE'S A GREAT LISTENER AND CASUAL CONVERSATIONALIST. HE IS EXTREMELY SERIOUS ABOUT WHAT HE DOES, AND WHEN HE PUTS HIS HEART INTO SOMETHING IT BECOMES A TOP PRIORITY ... HE'S A BIT DRAMATIC, TREATING 'KEEPING PROMISES' AS URGENCY AS SURVIVAL. HE HOLDS A MEAN GRUDGE AND ONCE YOU MAKE IT ONTO HIS 'DISLIKE' LIST, YOU'RE NOT LIKELY TO GET OFF OF IT. HE HAS A SARCASTIC SENSE OF HUMOR AND IS EXTREMELY AMBITIOUS. WHEN HE WANTS SOMETHING -- HE WANTS IT. THOUGH HE ENJOYS THINKING THINGS THROUGH, HE IS RATHER IMPATIENT WITH THE FINAL RESULT AND IS LIKELY TO UNINTENTIONALLY FORCE THINGS INTO BEING. SOMETIMES THAT BECOMES RATHER EXTREME ... OTHER TRAITS: DETAIL ORIENTED // HEAD-STRONG // SOMEWHAT EMPATHETIC // SOMEWHAT SELF-RIGHTEOUS // A JERK, AT TIMES // PLAYFUL // DEFENSIVE ❥ Sexuality: HETEROSEXUAL, IF ASKED. ❥ Favorite Color: #66ad7a ❥ Instrument(s): DRUMS // GUITAR . ❥ Crush?: PENDING ... ❥ Cupid's Brew?: YES. ❥ Availability: SAME. ❥ Other:
Rules updated. > No more crushing on your own characters. Stop that. Get involved with other people otherwise there's no point in you being apart of a collaborative role play. > If you don't seem to be attempting to follow the guide I posted earlier (linked to in the OP), I am going to ask you to resign. I already said that, but just reiterating. > This isn't a rule, just a reminder -- if you leave your 'crush' blank, don't complain about who I pair you with. Either make the effort to decide for yourself or #dealwithit. 8) Shh. You don't have to worry about anything right now. There is nothing in the Skype chat to further explain what is happening. I made sure to update the OOC thread with what was going on. (http://kh-vids.net/threads/❥▐-cupids-brew「ooc」.138150/page-13#post-4060018) (http://kh-vids.net/threads/❥▐-cupids-brew「ooc」.138150/page-13#post-4060773) Right now, you have nothing to do, so. Just ... don't do anything. Lol.
Accepted, HoT.
Gomen ne. :'C
