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Post: 36618097_31 created on Thu Mar 13, 2008 6:37 amPosted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 6:37 am
ONE EMPTY SKELETON
give it life




students

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[size=15]people at NYU might consider me [color=yourpostingcolor][b]yourpostingcolor[/b][/color], but the real name is [color=yourpostingcolor][b]first middle last[/b][/color]. call me [color=yourpostingcolor][b]one nickname[/b][/color] and we'll get along just fine. i'm [color=yourpostingcolor][b]age, eighteen-twent-one[/b][/color] and a [color=yourpostingcolor][b]first, second or third year [/b][/color] [color=yourpostingcolor][b]character's major[/b][/color] major. [/size][/align]

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[size=15]people around the staffroom might consider me [color=yourpostingcolor][b]yourpostingcolor[/b][/color], but the real name is [color=yourpostingcolor][b]first middle last[/b][/color]. call me [color=yourpostingcolor][b]one nickname[/b][/color] and we'll get along just fine. i'm [color=yourpostingcolor][b]twenty-three - twenty-six[/b][/color] and a [color=yourpostingcolor][b]occupation[/b][/color] at NYU.[/size][/align]

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(again, thanks to LiFEGAURD BY DAY for the awesome skelly [which I tweaked slightly])
  
     
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Post: 36618097_32 created on Thu Mar 13, 2008 11:31 amPosted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 11:31 am
 
LET'S CONNECT THE DOTS
i love this game




Most of the tenants are just meeting each other. Well, most.

DODGERBLUE and SALMON, however... yeah, they're far from new, very, very far. And even go as far as to hook up at college parties when they're both drunk. Is it serious? Not really, and poor DODGERBLUE just can't understand that SALMON isn't allowed to be with him. Meanwhile, despite her boundaries, SALMON really does seem to enjoy hitting on the college guys.

CORAL is set on finally breaking her virginity (yeah, you heard right), and her wide social knowledge tells her that TEAL is the guy that'll take it. He is, of course, willing to do anything with her as long as he gets his fix at the end, and emotional attatchments remain non-existent. Too bad CORAL didn't get the memo; after all, it is hard to let go of your first.

TEAL himself has his eye set on MEDiUMPURPLE; she's hot and wouldn't date him if he was the last guy on earth. But her rejections just want to make him try even harder. TEAL immediately takes to DODGERBLUE (how could he not?) and the two become quick acquatances.

FiREBRICK, however, is not interested in making any friends. He's hostile towards all the guys and frankly, they're scared of him. As far as the girls go, he's developing something for CORAL, probably because she's the only one who hasen't opened her mouth and said something rude about him. Oh if he only knew about her gossipping.

None of the girls even want to talk to SALMON, they think she's just too much of a threat. And they should, really, all of the guys have been planning their own ways to catch her, even the stone-faced FiREBRICK wouldn't mind tapping that.

MEDiUMPURPLE is convinced that she and DODGERBLUE are meant for eachother, and that's just after the first five minutes of being in his presence. She's not too concerned with any of the other guys, but has taken up the role of queen bee of the dorm, giving orders left and right to anyone around.

SEAGREEN has seen all of them around campus, but is pretending his cluelessness to further cover up his job. SEAGREEN's been examining DEEPPiNK fondly, he enjoys her youthful kindness. As far as he knows, he's allowed to go for her, but is unsure thanks to the large age gap. Not to mention how much of a risk it'd be concernign his occupation.

DEEPPiNK herself has been looking at FiREBRICK for a fair while now, meaning before the boarding house was opened. She feels that she could pass through his barrier with some sweetness. But is that even possible? Oh well, if she ends up torn, she's always got the rugged arms of SEAGREEN to run into. Yeah, the buff janitor seems to catch her eye every now and then.

SALMON has no shame around the guys in the boarding house, she flirts recklessly with them and to add to her teasing places a small 'Yeah, I can't date students.' into her conversations. DODGERBLUE is great and all, but SALMON, being the little whore she is, she's starting to put major moves on TEAL. Hmm, they could be perfect for eachother.

(again, the whole connect the dots thing is LiFEGUARD's idea. jeez i really need some more thinking time.)
     
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Post: 36618097_33 created on Thu Mar 13, 2008 1:10 pmPosted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 1:10 pm
THE DAiNTY FEMALE PUPiLS OF NYU
take a look at these skanks





















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Post: 36618097_34 created on Thu Mar 13, 2008 9:46 pmPosted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 9:46 pm
 
WHO? WHAT? WHEN? WHERE?
i just don't know why



Sunday // Monday // Tuesday // Wednesday // Thursday // Friday // Saturday

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20
21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31

January // February // March // April // May // June // July // August // September // October // November // December

1:00 // 2:00 // 3:00 // 4:00 // 5:00 // 6:00 // 7:00 // 8:00 // 9:00 // 10:00 // 11:00 // 12:00

AM // PM

Everybody (save for DODGERBLUE, who has been there for a few days watching the movers toil with furniture) is just arriving at the boarding house with their luggage and whatever else.

They each have their own room; there's three on the second floor, three on the third and two on the fourth, which is situated just bellow the attic. Each room contains a twin bed, a small walk-in closet and a single side-table with a lamp on it.

The tenants should have received their keys prior to moving in. DODGERBLUE plans on throwing a little housewarming party later when all of the tenants arrive; complete with hard booze and loud music, everyone's invited.

It's chilly out, you'd better grab a coat.
     
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Post: 36618097_35 created on Fri Mar 14, 2008 6:48 amPosted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 6:48 am


people at NYU might consider me CORAL, but the real name is ROSALiE IMOGEN FiNCH. call me ROSA and we'll get along just fine. i'm TWENTY and a THiRD YEAR, LAW major.


oo1. From the time that I was born to the time that I moved into a college dorm I was living with great dependence on my parents. I barely had any friends beside my siblings, and even they were often ditching me. I guess I was really just too shy to talk to anyone, but I'm kind of different now. Kind of. If there's one thing dorm life has taught me, it's that there's no shame in anything; so I'm sure a measly little 'hello' couldn't hurt, right?

oo2. You know that show Gossip Girl? With the chick that dishes out everyone's secrets on the net, and yet no one knows who she is? That's like a variation of me. I know EVERYTHING that is to know around here because I'm so quiet, people barely notice I'm around. Not to mention my great observational skills, twenty-twenty vision and brain to match. You know, spilling everybody's private matters may be misconstrewed as a bitchy act, but is it any more bitchy than pretending I don't exist.

oo3. OK, so speaking of secrets, I have a pretty big and really tedious one of my own. I'm a virgin, yeah, never had sex. Not even technically. I'm a little surprised that I managed to keep it in tact for the last two years, but not getting drunk can go along way. I'm going to lose it though, as quick as possible. To who? Well, to the one name that just seems to be popping up in college rumors. TEAL would do anything for sex, it'll be a piece of cake. Especiall ynow that we're living together.

oo4. I'm a Law major, and I actually love it. It'd be great to be a lawyer, then I could speak out, and have people listening. AND I could use all the tricks I've picked up through rumors. It's liek a dream come true.

oo5. I moved into the boarding house because my dormmates were getting REALLY annoying. Every night there'd be somebody drunk, it always smelt like vomit and I was the only one that cooked. EVER!

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Post: 36618097_36 created on Fri Mar 14, 2008 7:05 amPosted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 7:05 am
 
OH, OH, SEE
you chat here














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Post: 36618097_37 created on Fri Mar 14, 2008 11:55 pmPosted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 11:55 pm
THE PUPPETS AND THEiR MASTERS
whose who



COLOR | CHARACTER'S NAME | USERNAME


DODGERBLUE | ADAM DAViDSON | LiFEGAURD BY DAY

TEAL | CHARACTER'S NAME | USERNAME

FiREBRiCK | CHARACTER'S NAME | USERNAME

MEDiUMPURPLE | CASSANDRA SiLVA | omg_JACKIE

DEEPPiNK | TRiXY RHODES | xZombie__Candix

CORAL | ROSALiE FiNCH | fallenP0TAT0E__xx

SEAGREEN | CHARACTER'S NAME | USERNAME

SALMON | ARiBELLA CAMERON | MelancholyStrawberry
  
     
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Post: 36618097_41 created on Sat Mar 15, 2008 9:30 pmPosted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 9:30 pm
 
` camilla joy penn .
( NiNETEEN YEARS 0LD . )
MY i-P0D`S PLAYiN' "HE SAiD, SHE SAiD" BY ASHLEY TiSDALE .

» Oh god, while you know me, please, call me Cami. OK, so before I hit the big time, I had barely left LA, I just didn't like to travel too much; ironic, I know, but if you lived in such a gorgeous place, would you even need to love regularly? That's what I thought. Now, people seem to think that because I'm so gorgeous now, I was gorgeous back in the younger years; trust me, it was NOT a pretty picture. I didn't really bloom until about fifteen, that's when I got a bit of a growth spurt and the baby fat spread out and my cheekbones became more defined. Soon I was the hottest girl in school, which is say a whole lot when you're younger than everybody else. I was encouraged by a fair few people to try a little modelling for this local shop. I went for it and soon I was being recommended for larger brands; of course, not quite as large as Chanel and whatnot, it took a lot of hard work to get where I am. Seeing as models needed to be pretty young, I started professional stuff when I was about seventeen, and left all of my friends behind .

» Ultimately, my most favorite thing is modeling; posing for the camera, wearing all the designer brands and walking down runways in exotic, foreign countries. How could there be people in the world that wouldn't love that. Next to modeling, I think that just hanging out is the best. I mean, sure I love my job, but everybody needs a break sometimes. Snuggling up in a large, woolly sweater, having a cup of hot (diet) chocolate and just watching a few movies at home. There's my heaven. Next on the list is definitely clothes; all clothes. And shopping too. I really love all sorts of clothes, from thrift to designer. anything can look good if you know what to do with it. It's why I'm still so loaded; I don't just by designer stuff .

» I was but a naive little schoolgirl when I totally fell hard for DARKGREEN, but I never told him. Sure we had a fair few flings back in the day, but when he left for college we just stopped talking, and then modeling interveined and sooner or later it was like he was just some fond memory. At least when we lost contact, I was distracted from his absence by RED. It started as a fling, but from experience I seized any opportunities he proposed and soon we were dating. He's great, really, but sometimes I just wonder what it would have been like if I'd done the same things with DARKGREEN. Oh, and when I was about sixteen I lost my virginity to G0LDENR0D, of course that was only ever to lose it, no attraction there whatsoever .

» Ahh, my appearance; the only thing I could talk about all day without getting bored. Naturally, my hair is long and straight, but I (or I make somebody else) curl it whenever I need to, a lot of the times I just leave it straight. I don't experiment with a lot of styles because that sort of thing could make or break your career; only will I change my hair when I am told by a leading stylist, and still it'd only be a temporary thing. As for my body, I'm about 5"9', super-slim with golden skin. Jealous? Well, you should be. It takes a lot to maintain this gorgeous figure, and I'm damn proud of it. Most of the clothes I wear are either a casual sort of vintage, or super classy. I own about a billion pairs of jeans, boots, vests and dresses. I even wear a cute hat every now and then. I accessorise to the max with huge bangels and pendants. My favorite piece of jewelery is this pair of earrings that I bought while I was with DARKGREEN .

» OK, I'll be the first to admit it, I'm a total b***h. I've always been, although it seems to have intensified as I've grown famous, but please, I donate to charities don't I? It's not like I enjoy watching people suffer, I'm just very temperamental. Insults kind of just slip from me as easily as breaths do. Well, towards people that aren't friends; I'm deathly loyal to my friends. But, even then I have a pretty mean sense of honesty; if somebody's hair looks like the backside of a roadkill squirrel, you better believe that I'll be the first to tell them. I can get pretty demanding, and I act seriously spoiled when I'm in a bad mood. Don't go pinning my attitude on insecurities or anything, because I'm telling you right now; I AM NOT INSECURE AT ALL. I am gorgeous, rich and girls all over the world want to be me, insecurities aren't going to catch up with me too quickly. My romantic relationships are usually the only ones to see my humble side, I'm still young, and whenever I like a guy I get a little meek about it, rather than in the commercials where the models are always like 'BAM!' and then guys just fall for them. I swear the number of male models that I've gone tongue tied around could never be counted on my hands alone .

» Currently, I have a permanent house in Manhatten, New York. But I'm planning on selling it, or leaving it as a holiday home; I want to move back to LA. Actually, I've already found a few places that I'd love to buy. I guess the reason I want to move back is, again, DARKGREEN. I really don't think I'll ever be able to let him go, whether I'm single or not .

» When you're a model, age shows up all too quickly, so I have a bank account that I put money in every week for when I have to stop working. I can't imagine doing anything else, and I really don't want to end up being one of those ancient, veteren models that show up at events when people can't even remember their damn name. I'd like to get married, maybe, have kids, live a real life and stuff when I retire, maybe even before I retire .

» My family consists of my dad, my older brother and my younger sister. My mum died when I was around five from pneumonia. It was really tolling on my family; dad needed to get a second job, my brother needed to leave High School early to get his own and my sister (who had no idea what was going on at the time) and I were constantly flung from babysitter to babysitter. At the moment, though I kind of throw money at them, I just want to make sure they can get everything they way .
     
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Post: 36618097_42 created on Sat Mar 15, 2008 11:05 pmPosted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 11:05 pm
ROSALiE finch
NYU's very own gossip girl




                                        Rosalie Imogen Finch sat in her cherry red vintage Mustang, breathing deeply for a minute. Whenever she was going to be face with any social situation, her heart sped up and started to beat against her rib cage, which would pretty much radiate throughout her whole body and just cause major discomfort. She could barely speak when it happened, but was thankful that her breathing didn't cease; she was one choking fit away from a nervous breakdown. Rosa looked out the tinted window and towards the victorian-style house that she'd be living in, possibly for the rest of her college life. There really were more possibilities here, for one thing they'd probably share around the chores, probably. Not to mention the freedom, no more getting in trouble for boose that wasn't even hers. But at the same time, she'd need to meet a whole new bunch of people; people she knew a startling amount about, and yet she'd never spoken to any of them. Rosa took one last breath and finally opened the driver's door of the polished car. She walked around to the open boot and grabbed a hold of her luggage. It was crazy how many things wealth could be defined from; one of her suitcases alone was a designer brand. Rosa carted the leather boxes towards the house.

                                        When Rosa was on the porch, she fished into the pocket of her light blue jeans and found the key. When she slipped it in, however, she found that the front door was already open. Rosa shrugged, taking out the key and replacing it into her pocket. She pushed open the door and immediate warmth rushed towards her; it was so chilly outside that day, it was ridiculous. Rosa looked around the room she was in; it was a sitting room. It was small, and laden with poished wood, there were only two items inside; an end table with a lamp on it, and a coat rack. Rosa juggled with her luggage and took off the plain, pale pink coat she was wearing, slipping it onto the rack and continuing through an open door-frame on the right. It was the living room, obviously. There was a tv right in the center that was larger than life; something Rosa would never indulger herself with. She walked through, admiring the calm atmosphere created by the dim light seeping through the bay window. Though, she didn't want to dawdle, her luaggage was far too heavy for the scrawny twigs she called arms. Rosa walked through the remaining area of the living room and out a different door, this time the first thing she saw was a tall, wooden staircase, she guessed there had to be at least some rooms up there and paced herself as she wandered up them, being extra carefully so her suitcases weren't bumped around too much.

                                        Rosa had climbed up to flights of stairs, and was prepared to climb a third all just to understand the house a bit better. All rooms so far, except one and a few bathrooms, were empty, lacking in any visual warmth, and yet they were still to close, she was hoping to be a little bit further away from her roommates, in the hopes that she'd be able to avoid some social situations, and so she carried on up to the fourth floor. The floor was smaller than the others, and instead of a staircase contained a trapdoor on the ceiling. There were three doors, one which was obviously a bathroom, and Rosa walked towards the closest one; the one on the left. It was no shock to Rosa that the room was exactly like the ones below it. All that the bed held was a few pale blue bedsheets and a single pillow, and ancient-looking wardrobe stood opposite her, and a matching side table sat decrepit, clinging to itself for life. The walls were laced with renewed wallpaper from about a billion years ago and Rosa was surprised that the room didn't smell of dust. It was cold, though, but not as bad as the outside, which could be seen perfectly through the small window on the right of the room.

                                        Rosa didn't feel like staying inside her room for too long, she wanted it to warm up a little first. So she dropped her luggage beside the naked twin bed and left the door open as she returned to the first floor. It's not as if she knew for sure anyway, but from the looks of it, she was the first to arrive. The house was relatively quiet and had an empty feel to it. Rosa wandered for a minute or two before deciding to just stay put in one area; the dining room to be exact. She sat herself on top of the table and just took advantage of her alone time.
  
     
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Post: 36618097_44 created on Tue Mar 18, 2008 8:37 amPosted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 8:37 am
 



JENNiFER TALLULAH HUMPHREY

b u t i l i k e j e n n y b e t t e r


xx rocking this world for seventeen years
xx i'm the resident queen bee, bitches
xx fallenP0TAT0E__xx is the coolest person alive

                                  Hey, Jenny Humphrey here, but you guys probably know me better as little J. Please, drop the little, in case you haven't noticed, I'm a young woman now, and the only acceptable abreviation is J. If you've heard of me at all, you should know that I just spent some time at Waverly Prep (after pretty much ruining my previous school, Constance's reputation). I was set on transforming myself into an 'it' girl. Sound familiar? Yeah, I've looked up to Serena like a role model for a while, but now, I have her place, and it's my turn to be a role model. Since becoming one of the elite, I've been getting clothes pretty much handed to me, I guess you know you're big when people like Gossip Girl are watching your every move. My personality has changed slightly since I was that naive little fourteen year old, for one thing I'm a lot more sophisticated now, and with that a little more uptight about how I'm seen. In other words, I'm more vain, and I smile less. Although, I still love having fun, and simplicity, as long as I'm in the comfort of my own home, of course. I think I've gotten pretty paranoid, the watching eye of Gossip Girl's informants were always quick to catch my predecessors in some bad situation, and I don't want my personal life to constantly be in a text to everybody in the Upper-East side. Alright, onto something more personal. I have a thing for Erik Van Der Woodsen, but please, keep it a secret to the best of your ability; I'd rather ask him out myself than have Gossip Girl do it for me. I know it's probably obvious, I bend over backwards just to spend my spare time hanging out with him, but my nerves are so strong, I just need to wait for them to die down a little before I make a move. Only problem is that that day may not come, with these new foreigners hanging about; my position as Queen Bee and whatever relationship I have with Erik seems to be in jeopardy. OK, I can handle it, bring it on, bitches.
     
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Post: 36618097_45 created on Fri Mar 28, 2008 12:01 pmPosted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 12:01 pm

joselyn heidi erikson
(the ditzy housewife)


                                      » Joselyn Heidi Erikson only likes a few of her nicknames. She'll let you call her Joss, but never Jossy; Josie, but never Jose; and Joselyn but never Lyn. Though she does get intensely flattered every time her husband calls her some corny, pet name like 'cupcake' or something like that; Joss really does prefer Ben call her 'gorgeous' or 'beautiful'. Something timeless like that so she's distracted from how old she's getting.
                                      » Joss, well, she's been thirty years old for about two months now. Back before her birthday, she'd been totally stressing out about it, Joss didn't want to swtich from a twenty-nine year old to the big 3-0. When you're Joss, getting old is a disaster, and she went into a little pre-middle age crisis. Yeah, that's the braindead moron for you.
                                      » Joselyn is walking around this place with her head in the clouds. She doesn't know anything about current events, because she doesn't understand them; 9/10 times she forgets to cook dinner; and after a week with her, it's possible the stupidity will rub off. Nobody really knows why she's such an idiot, but they know for sure that it's not some fake cover; what you see is what you get.
                                      » Joss is ditzy, of course. She does, sometimes have random outbursts of advice on life, really, her children are always shocked. Joss is quite loving to her family, especially her kids, it's just a motherly instinct. Of course, the motherly instinct is limited, and she has no idea how to discipline the little troublemakers. Joss treats her husband with as much love as she can, but sometimes doesn't realize her luck with him. Wait, scratch that, she never realizes her luck with him. She is totally oblivious to his sweetness, and whenever she wants something done, she's too afraid he'll tell her to do it herself or just ignore her. Yeah, commence eye-rolling here.
                                      » Joss grew up in Bridgeport with her parents and older brother. It was just another typical 'naughty housewife' kind of household, every day she'd come home from school and the house would be a total wreck; her mother was upstairs 'entertaining' some guy in her bedroom and Joss' father and brother would be nowhere in sight. Through the endles years of this (seriously, it's probably still happening), Joss learnt to just stay out of the house for most of the time; of course, she was clueless over her mother's cheating for all those years. It was just another outing at the age of about eighteen when she met her future husband for the second time (apparently they'd met at seven at a park or something, but Joss didnt' remember). They were pretty quick to start dating, and it wasn't long before Joss actually got pregnant with their first child. No one around them was too huffed about how young they were, and that they weren't even married. Ben just proposed to Joss during her pregnancy and made honest people out of thw both of them. Joss, being a moron, had no career plans, really, and her family was moderately wealthy already, so having a baby didn't prove all that expensive financially. Their family grew and now they're on their own, two kids (and rowdy ones at that) to show for it and a pretty basic marriage.
                                      » Joss pretty much does nothing for most of the time she's at home alone; she has a maid that she hired without Ben's consent. This is only because she knows he'd probably get uptight about it or something, at least, she thinks he would. So for about an hour before he returns home, Joss pretends to be cleaning so it looks like it's all her doing. Her free time (pretty much all the time) is spent sitting out on the porch and watching the neighbour's husbands with a pile of magazines beside her. Wait, did I mention that she has yet to cheat? Yeah, she's actually a little slow about it. And everything else.
                                      » OK, so people can't be ALL dumb, most of the time. And surprisingly, Joss isn't an exception. She reads, A LOT. Whether it's magazines, or huge novels, she can go through anything in one sitting. Not that she really understands some of them, but, it's mostly fiction, so that's OK. Oh well, at least we know she's got less of a chance at developing senile problems.
                                      » Joss has a little crush Ethan, probably because of how youthful and attractive he looks compared to her own husband. It's not exactly enough for her to cheat, yet, anyway. But she wants to, seeing as she's oblivious to how good she's got it in the marital games.
                                      » To coincide with her husbands tattoos, Joss has his name and the date of their wedding imprinted on her left shoulder. Problem is that she made a mistake, and it's the wrong date. Luckily, though, it's written in a script that's barely legible, so nobody needs to know.
  
     
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