a patch of weeds - lit. [accepting] 1B~

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a p a t c h of w e e d s
a literate roleplay.
an original ikaylers production
photo cred- myself

profile thread

out of cheese

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a p a t c h of w e e d s
a story

weeds [wee-ds]
–noun
xxxx1. a valueless plant growing wild, esp.
xxxxone that grows on cultivated ground to
xxxxthe exclusion or injury of the desired crop.


As a child, kids never seem to notice the fact that a weed is unwanted.
They find the simple plant a piece of beauty, spend hours working on
creating the perfect crown of flowers. Adults on the other hand, they
work so hard on pulling up the roots of the plant, and then kill it. Some
how it always comes back. Growing stronger than ever and annoying
the poor souls who try to destroy it.

To bad this story isn't about pester killing adults or innocent children,
its about the hormonal teenagers. Eight of them in fact. Each of them
a senior, and have some rather very interesting patches of weeds
they just can not seem to get rid of. Well, either way, they're all stuck
in a camp for the two week long spring break. Here, they are
supposed to do the following: vent about their problems, find help,
and make new friends. None of them counted on love.

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the rules

rule [rool]
–noun
xxxx1. a principle or regulation governing conduct,
xxxxaction, procedure, arrangement, etc.


✿ literacy
I'm not even going to lie, if you can't stand reading these short
little paragraphs, then please kindly get out. I'm not asking for
a novel nor am I asking for a paragraph. I want at least, four
MEATY paragraphs, for an introduction I want at least
six. I like nice grammar, and I'm not a terrible horrid grammar
nazi, we all make mistakes and its totally fine. Spelling- same
goes. The sentences I expect at least anywhere from five to seven
sentences in each paragraph. Sure you can do more, but do not
give me a freaking essay.

✿ TOS & Romancing
This roleplay isn't meant to be a super-de-duper lets go screw
each other and have sex all the time roleplay. Romance is most definitely
aloud, but if your characters are going to do it. Then please, use a time
skip. TOS is there for a reason. Nuff said.

✿ Characters & Profiles
I'm not that picky at all when it comes to what your
character looks like. I just have one rule, make them fit to
the title & brief description, I do not want to see any scene
kids, mainly because they are over used and none of my
characters will be scene kids. As for the profile, do not use
any bright colors & do not alter it.
When you send me the reserve PM title it White Diamonds,
and for the profile title it Garden Song. For any questions
go ahead and ask me over PM or Comment. (:

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some boys

characters [kar-ect-ter]
–noun
xxxx1. a person represented in a drama, story, etc.,



✿boyish boys
mr womanizer - mr musician
mr kleptomaniac - mr nature

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a pack of princesses

characters [kar-ect-ter]
–noun
xxxx1. a person represented in a drama, story, etc.,



✿girly girls
ms valedictorian - ms artistic
ms misunderstood - ms listener

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reserves & profiles

reserves [re-ser-vuh]
–noun
xxxx1. something that is to be kept/reserved.





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any other information

extra [ex-trah]
–adj.
xxxx1. More than or beyond what is usual, normal, expected, or necessary.



● Every thing will take place after five oclock unless mentioned other wise.
● Any gossip / relationship / crushes will go on here and the OOC thread.
● Anytime there is a time change I will put a " ✿ " in the title of the OOC thread & this thread. Also I will post something along the lines of "THE NEXT DAY." In the roleplay.


❁just a little background info;
✻ Miss Valedictorian & Mister Musician are siblings.
✻ Mister Kleptomatic & Miss Listener have a small past.
✻ Miss Misunderstood & Mister Nature dated before.
✻ Mister Womanizer has yet to meet Miss Artistic until now.

❁crushes & relationships;
None yet~
PM to tell me.

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time place location

setting [set-ting]
–noun
xxxx1. the place where something happens

Our lovely story takes place in Nowhereland Virginia.
It happens to be during a camp & spring break.
There are four people of the same sex per cabin.
Each cabin has a set of
bunk beds, a bathroom, and entertainment. If you cannot
tell this is a very high scale camp. The cabins all are across from
Lake Quandary.

The campers dine at the mess hall, around five or six depending on when
they are available to go. Curfew is at ten thirty and lights out is
at eleven thirty. There may be days where there are special events,
such as the first day and last. There will be many more to come.

Camp begins, the 28th of march and ends the 2nd of April.

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Bump~

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Bump~

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Bump~

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Reserved.

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Open!

[le pingouin]

A soft yawn escaped the male's lips as he stood at the door step of his place. Daniel tugged onto the pajamas pants as he stood there, it was rather chilly standing there like that, though being half asleep and half drunk caused that kind of behaviour. Once again his dad got pissed that he came home late from 'whatever thing' he was doing as his father would call it. Daniel gave up as he sat down on the steps and waited for one of his elder brothers to open the door for him. Being the youngest in his household wasn't easy. The eldest son was happily married, the second eldest was dating and the other one was focusing on his studying. And then there was the youngest, Daniel Jae Kyung. Failure. He was the one that was kleptomaniac, he was the one that was disobedient and the worst thing was that not did he only like girls, but also guys. According to his father he was a disgrace to the family. Not that they cared. But now was not the time to worry about it. Daniel got home late last night, being drunk and not sure of what he was doing. At least he got to change to his pajamas, sort of, and ended up falling asleep in one of the lounge chairs they had in the back yard. This morning the male had made his way to the front and gave up after knocking on the front door for about thirty minutes.

"Hyung..."

Daniel said in a soft voice in his attempt to call one of his brothers. Not expecting the thing actually to work. There he was, the second eldest, well dressed and ready to go.

"Hurry, you're already late dongsaeng." He commanded.

Daniel nodded and stepped inside the place. That's right, today he was going to camp. Springbreak had started and this time his father had decided it was good for him to go to camp. Of course he didn't want to go at first, but at least he wasn't going to be in this hell anymore. Which was kind of what made things right. Though going to camp meant being with strangers twenty-four-seven and curfews. It meant taking part in events and games. This was going to be a long spring break.

The male rushed up the stairs and stripped from his clothing and took a quick shower. Leaving his hair damp as he got himself clothed and threw the stuff he was going to need into a large sportsbag. Daniel slid his phone into his pocket and about fourty-five minutes later he was ready to go.

"Mianhae-yo Hyung..."

He apologized to his brother as he reached for a piece of toast and took a small bite from it. Right that moment his brother took him by the collar and dragged him to the car, off to camp.

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"I'll pick you up the second, stop whining."

His brother warned him as he more or less pushed him out of the car.

"Yaaa..!"

Daniel complained as a hand moved through his hair. Another sigh escaped his lips as he looked at the camp that was in sight.

"Alright.. annyeong."

Making a slight bow towards his brother as he stood there with the bag in his hands. His hand gripped around the handle tightly. He had to keep control of himself, he wasn't going to steal anything while he was at camp. He couldn't, he just couldn't.

"Hi, your name?"
"Jae Kyung.."

The woman behind the counter frowned lightly as she looked through the list of names. Picking up a few papers from her desk and handed them to Daniel.

"Daniel I assume? Your cabin number is on the folder, I'll see you at dinner okay?"

Daniel looked away from the woman for a while, he hated being called Daniel. He didn't feel like a 'Daniel'.

"Ya, alright. Thanks."

Daniel smiled at her, given a smile in return before he walked off and to the cabin he was going to share with a few other guys. Once he reached the cabin he walked in softly and checked the surroundings, his right hand tucked into the pocket of his pants as he held the keys and paperclips in his hand that had been burried in the pocket. Paperclips from the front desk, the paperclips he took from the woman who greeted him so friendly and just slid them into his pocket without thinking.

So far his 'no-stealing-plan' had already failed.

"Way to go Jae."



translations:
Hyung: Older brother, only used by males.
Dongsaeng: Little brother (also little sister)
Mianhae-yo: Sorry
Annyeong: Bye

❝ i don't steal, it's just a bad habit ❞ my love will never die

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I v o r y C e l i n a C h e w

m i s s v a l e d i c t o r i a n
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o u t f i t

❝ e a c h p e r s o n w h o e v e r w a s o r i s o r w i l l b e h a s a s o n g.
i t i s n` t a s o n g that a n y b o d y e l s e w r o t e.
I t h a s i t s o w n m e l o d y, i t h a s i t s o w n w o r d s. ❞

d r i v e d r i v e d r i v e
A fustrated sigh escaped two pursed lips belonging to Ivory Celina Chew. Next to her was her peacefully sleeping twin fraternal brother Justin- er scratch the peacefully part her sibling was now snoring like a beast as she was stuck in traffic. Times like this Ivory wished she had time control, it would be a blessing for two reasons. One, she absolutely hated slow drivers. Two, she didn't always have all the time in the world to work on the stupid valedictorian speech she had to give. Just thinking about the speech, and slow drivers made Ivory face-palm her self and slam her head down against the horn. She screamed into the leather steering wheel and then heard several honks from behind her. Perking her head up she saw the green light and slammed her foot down on the gas petal. Suddenly it seemed as though the world was working the way Ivory liked things - fast. Ivory glanced over at her twin, only to see Justin sleeping with his mouth open and having a piece of drool hang off the side of his lip. Her lips cracked a smile, and once again the Asian now returned to focus on driving to her designated destination.

Ivory's destination was a camp, some lame stupid camp she had to spend the two precious weeks of her ******** spring break at. She actually wasn't to sure at all why she had to go to this camp, come to think of it. She had no idea why her mom of all people in the world, was making her go. Ivory's mom was terrified of letting her daughter sleep over at a friends house next door. So it was rather strange as to why on earth Ivory was being shoved out the door with a duffle bag and a back pack and then car keys in her hand. Her dad probably had forced her mom, or maybe something from school. Ivory's mom only believed what school told her, even if it was the same thing as what Ivory was telling her. In the sixth grade, Ivory had tried telling her mom she owed money for a book, but did her mom believe her? No, of course not. She only listened when the school called their house telling them months later, that she then owed over thirty dollars for book dues. It was on some stupid book she didn't even finish reading, but ended up loosing. Back to the subject of camp, Ivory bit her lip slightly." Even if it was school, why would mom let me go? She hates over night things. " After spending the next hour of debating why her mom let her go and driving, she noticed that she finnally had arrived at the camp.

l e t s g e t s e t t l e d

Hours passed since her trip from her home, and now Ivory was waiting in life at the mess hall. To be quite honest she wasn't really all that hungry, rather her stomach was tied in knots and she didn't really know where else to go. A cute server smiled at the girl, and Ivory warily smiled back half biting her lip. Blushing at the wink suddenly thrown at her the teen looked at down the interesting arrangement of food she had picked out. Mashed potatoes, bottled water, strawberry short cake, a Cesar salad, brown rice, calamari, and a California roll. Ivory was so interested in the food she failed to notice the fact that she was standing in the middle of the mess hall looking down at her tray. Snapping out of it she sat down at what little empty seat she could fine. People around her were chatting away, laughing, and having a good time. Yet, here Ivory was picking at her foods, and studying them intensely. She made a drawing in the mashed potatoes before she decided to toss them out. As good as all the food had looked, she really wasn't in the mood to eat anything. The only thing she saved from her strange tray of food was the bottled water. Which she sipped as she walked out of mess hall. A couple walked by her hand in hand, they seemed caught up in each other they failed to notice the fact that they were about to run into a tree stump. Giggling once they did, Ivory made her way over to what she hoped was her cabin.

It took the Valedictorian over three times, and four flushed faces to get to her right cabin. Ivory was surprised at the fact that she had failed to notice the expensive furnishings of the cabin the first time she went into the temporary home. Slipping her converse and socks off at the front door she walked over to the bedrooms. The bedrooms, or I should say room had two bunk beds, and a faint scent of cotton lingered on the comforters. "I hope my room mates don't mind if I take the top bunk." Ivory smiled to her self as she remembered her and her brothers bunkbed. Eventually they had to get rid of the bed, because well puberty was settling in. And we all know what happens with guys and puberty. Anywho, Ivory was zoning out again, and this time she nearly fell onto the hard wood floor. Snapping back, she laid her duffle bag and book bag on the top bunk nearest the window. The room was actually quite spacey, equipped with a walk in closet, two dressers, and one mirror that took up half the wall. Taking in the room once more, Ivory walked out to the living room area. It had a huge on the wall plasma television, one love seat, and a long full couch. The asian's girls eyes grew large, how much did her mom pay for this thing? The camp wasn't a shitty camp like the ones you normally saw, it was high class. The type of stuff only rich kids get, and well the Chew's weren't exactly the most well off family in the world. Ivory wondered if her brother was having the same moment of shock as her. As if her brother had read her mind her Samsung Impression buzzed in her pocket and she tugged on the little green monster charm to get the phone out of her pocket. Once it gave in it came shooting out and Ivory fell back onto the love seat.



FROM - Justinnn
TO - Iveee
Daaaanggg Sonnn! Ive's have you seen the stuff they have in the cabins?
Like holy shitalkjdf;asdf. This is amazing stuff I'm telling you.
How much you think our parental's paid for this?
I mean holy crikey- the beds are like little fluffy full marshmallows
Oh yeah speaking of food. Have you eaten yet? O:



Ivory laughed when she read her brothers message. Just like him, the one comparing nearly everything to food, she couldn't really blame him. Their two hour long drive to the camp, and no stops. Not to mention the fact the boy was sitting there snoring away leaving Ivory to drive and fend off the stupid drivers herself. Her phone vibrated again only this time with a call from home. Sighing she pressed the green call button and held the phone to her ear "Hello? Oh hey mom." Pausing, she laughed, "Yes mom. Its me. I didn't get hit or run over or locked in jail." A loose hang nail was being nibbled off and Ivory once again listened intently to her mom speaking rather loudly into the phone."Oh. Uh yeah, Justin's in a different cabin, I'm not to sure where. Yeah. He slept like a baby. Mhmm. Okay mom, go feed the dogs. Alrighty love you." Her thumb lightly tapped on the end call button, but her mom kept yammering on the other line. "Okay. Yes. I'll remember to wash my hair, brush my teeth and eat rice. Okay mom. OKAY MOM. I love you. Bye." Giggling to her self Ivory rolled her eyes, and went back to responding to her brother.



FROM - Iveee
TO - Justinnn
Omg, I know right?!
I was sitting here like holy ******** s**t.
This isn't some kinda camp you see in like the parent trap.
This isn't even camp. This is like a ******** hotel room.
Btw Wheres your cabin at anyways?
I haven't seen you since we left the car.
& Naah. I'm not in the mood to eat you know.




Ivory got up from the leather couches of luxury and went out the front door. By now the night time was sure to come quick and the high school senior couldn't wait to look up at the stars. The wind brushed at her locks of hair, and she pulled a hair band from her wrist to tie her hair up in a messy bun. The layered pieces of raven colored hairs fell down to the sides of her rather pale face, and a bliss full sigh blowed from her rosy lips. Even if being sent to some rich camp meant she had absolutely no time for her valedictorian speech, Ive didn't really give a ******** for once in her life. In the words of the black eyed peas, tonight was gonna' be a good night.