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 Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2014 10:20 pm
Name: Anastasiya "Anya" Ravenscroft (Skyler Ravenscroft) Age: 19 Why are you here? Parents don't like the fact that their only son dresses like a female, and goes by a different name. They hope this place can change his mind. What do you think of this place? As long as I can take my Louboutins, I'm fine. Room 103 Orientation: whom ever can woo me Personality: Complete b***h, sarcastic (this is what got him in trouble in the first place) cold. On occasion he can show some kindness, but very rarely. Extra: his family has money Pic  (out of drag) (in drag)
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 12:05 pm
 ✪ Ⓙⓔⓢⓢⓘⓒⓐ Ⓚⓔⓝⓝⓔⓓⓨ ✪ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ╒══✻══✹══✺══✹══✻══╕
Name: Jessica Kennedy
Age: Eighteen
Here Because: Jessica's parents are really religious and freaked out when they found out she smokes weed. They sent her away because they were panicking and want her to be "cured"
Opinion of Camp: If she could smoke, even just once in a while, it wouldn't be so bad
Room: ___
Orientation: Straight
Personality: Quiet, down to earth, friendly, extroverted, giggly
Extra: She's been involved in a few drug dealing crimes just because she was really close friends with her dealer
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 10:26 am
Name // Lynn Alberg
Age // 18
Why are you here? //Suggestive photos of her with different guys, her "I don't give a sh*t" attitude and her obsession with looking good. Parents are afraid that Lynn is 'losing herself'.
What do you think of this place? "This is so stupid, are there even any guys here? I want to get crazy."
Room // ___
Orientation // Straight
Personality // Self-Absorbed, Sassy, Stubborn, Seductive and Manipulative
Extra // Dropped out in the 11th grade to become a club promoter and part time stripper.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 1:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 2:26 pm
 Let me know that I've done wrong
When I've known this all along
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you Sam hopped out of his mom's car, not even giving her the chance to give him once last goodbye. The whole ride here, she had called him Samantha, and it always pissed him off when she did that. She just couldn't accept the fact that Samantha didn't exist. Samantha was dead. And Sam just wished that she would let Samantha go. He sighed as he yanked his dark grey duffle bag out of the car trunk and headed straight to the dorms. He looked down at his hand where he had his room number written down in Sharpie. "Room 101," he mumbled to himself. He entered the building and made his way down the hallway until he found his room. He entered the room and set his bag down on his bed. He was the first one there. Awesome. Which meant that he would have some alone time before meeting his roommate, who he knew nothing about. Didn't even know their name. He ran his hand through his hair and sighed once again. He was dreading these next six months already. I'll keep you my dirty little secret
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
My dirty little secret
Who has to know
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 7:07 pm
Anya had the jitters, as she left the big black car her "loving" parents rented, and sighed. She hoped that whomever her roommate was could stand the fact that she in fact was a drag queen. She took her Louis Vuitton bags, which she had 12 of, and started off towards the big looming building that she would be living in. She got to room 103, took up all the closet space, and took the most comfortable bed. She went into the restroom, and took a nice long shower, removing all her makeup, and everything. Once she was out, she put all her wigs on their own stand, and laid out her 20 pairs of assorted shoes. Now, she wasn't Anya, she was Skyler. Skyler was a completely different person than Anya. He was still a cold b***h, but he was more modest, and not as outgoing. He took out his phone, and texted his friends. He was just waiting for his roommate to come in, and complain about the fact that he took up all the space for clothes, and whatnot. (out of drag) (in drag)
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 11:16 pm
 ☸ Ѧɬȅӽ Ϣȏʄӻѐ ☸Don't Be Humble...,    Alex got out of his so called "mother's" car and slammed it denting the door. He was pissed. his mother said "I Love You" he replied "I Hate you" and walked inside he had wrote he room number on a small post it and looked for it. "Room 100" was sitting in front of him. Alex had seen people inside and heard the shower going.but didnt bother to chit chat at the moment.he want to find somehidden spots in his room in case he needed to stash food and stuff. when inside he laid his bag on his bed and dhoved his little black box to the back of the underside of the bed. then packed away his stuff leaving more than half the closet hanger space open. he floded hisclothes on a wicker mat on the floor of the closet by his shoes. After secure his valuables he went to the hallway and yelled "Anyone here?" he wanted to make one friend in the begining so he had someone to talk too.    ...You're Not That Great
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 9:01 am
Skyler was reading one of his favourite books, Crime and Punishment, when all of a sudden, he heard someone yell in the hallway. Annoyed, he got up and went to the door, once he opened it, he stuck his head out, and looked around, he saw this boy with dark hair, and a lip piercing, and thought to himself, "still in the emo phase, okay, I can work with this" "Hey you" he shouted, "some of us are trying to relax if you dont mind. I'm Skyler by the way. Come back in a few hours, when I'm done reading my book, then I might actually have a conversation with you." And with that, he shut his door, he didn't care what the boy said, and continued to read. (out of drag) (in drag)
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 1:36 pm
♠ •---• ████████████ •---• "Do I really have to go?" A monotone voice spoke. Hayden sat in the passenger seat to his dad's truck, looking towards his father expectantly. "Yes, you do." He replied to Hayden. "Why?" Hayden asked almost instantly after, "Because Hayd-" "Mom wouldn't have made me go." He interrupted, his lips forming a wide frown. "Well I'm not your mother- and she's not here." His dad in a harsh tone. That was enough to get Hayden to shut up the rest of the ride. Once his father finally stopped to let Hayden out. "Take care of Felix." He told his father who only rolled his eyes and let Hayden get his things. Waving to his son, thats all Hayden received before his father rode off.
Walking along, the male was informed about the room he was going to be in, and that he had a room mate. His eyes scanned over the rooms as he walked, looking for Room 100. Room 100... Room 100. Ah! There it is. Walking inside slowly, he blinked once he seen a bag on one of the beds. So his room mate must have already checked in? Waddling over to a free bed, he sat his bags down onto it and began to unpack a couple of things.
•---• ████████████ •---• ♠
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 4:57 pm
☸ Ѧɬȅӽ Ϣȏʄӻѐ ☸ Don't Be Humble..., ...You're Not That Great
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 6:20 pm
  XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX________________________ "Thats why you always get in trouble! We told you countless times to just go see your therapist, just talk to him and listen for once in your life but your anger always seems to take over! Your mother and I are tired of this behavior Zander!" Crossing his arms the tattooed male leaned back rolling his eyes in his seat, he was once again sitting though a long and annoying lecture from his father about how his anger is always getting the best of him and how he is a failure child for doing drugs and tattooing himself up like he does. They didn't understand, his therapist was a complete jack a** and he tattooed himself not because he wanted to look different or act different, but because that is him. Zander loved his body like this and who ever couldn't see past his tattoos into his soul and heart was a complete idiot in his mind. "Zander are you listening?" Letting out a sigh he nodded his head looking over at his father though the mirror on the windshield. "Yeah, sure. Something about me being a horrible mistake again?" He asked with an attractive but fake smile. Rolling his eye's Zanders father stopped the car by the school, gesturing the boy to just go. Zander glanced at his mother, she was in tears looking out the window, leaning forward he grabbed both front chairs for support as he kissed his mothers cheek. I love you ma, I'll try my best I promise." He whispered before grabbing his bag and hopping out of the car.
Walking into the school the tattooed boy made his way down the hall, he glanced down at a number he had written on his arm, his room number. Following the numbers down the hall he stopped at the same one that matched his arm. Walking up to the door he let out a sigh, hopefully he was paired with some freak. Letting the door swing open Zander took a step in, he looked around the room to see a shorter male sitting on the bed with a book in his hand. Walking into the room the boy set his bags down beside the other bed, fixed his pink bow tie and looked back at the other male. Walking up to him with a smile Zander put out his hand, keeping it away from the book to be polite. "Nice to meet you roomie, the names Zander Genest. You are?" He asked in a charming tone with an attractive grin.________________________XXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 7:38 pm
One good thing about music,
ღ Ʌstrid Ѵasi ღ  Δ - ▹ - ◆ - ◇ - ◈ - ◉ - ◊ - ○ - ◌ - ◍ - ◎ - ● - ◐ - ◑ - ◒ -◓ - ◔ - ◕ - ☮ - ☯
Astrid had her purple headphones on and was loudly singing along to the song she was listening to as her older brother drove her to the place that would be her living hell for the next six months. Her parents hadn't even wanted to see her when she left that morning. Leaving the task of getting Astrid away from the house to her older by 10 minutes brother. Astrid and her brother had never gotten along. They were twins and yet he was the perfect good child were Astrid was the kid that didn't even exist in her parents eyes. Her brother Alec had always been her parent's favorite and no matter what she did she would never be as good enough as Alec. So she had just stopped trying a long time ago. Her recent behavior had drove her parents crazy and had made her brother look down at her more than he had before. Astrid had,stolen things,sold her parent's stuff,got drunk and wasted and pretty much everything to make her parents at least pay attention to her. But all she was to them was an embarrassment, tat needed to be fixed and Astrid didn't think there was anything wrong with her.So her singing loudly and obnoxiously was a way to get back at her parents and brother who was the reason she was going to this stupid place for six months. He hated hearing Astrid sing and she was singing one of his least favorite songs.
Finally they had arrived at their destination. Astrid stopped singing and grabbed the bright blue bag near her feet and opened the car door. But just as she was leaving her brother quickly pulled her headphones so they cupped her neck,she turned around to glare at him. "Hey you know you're not allowed to touch my headphones!" She said with a pout but kept her tone light because there was no way in hell she was giving him the satisfaction of showing how pissed she really was. Alec's face that mirrored hers just gave her one of his disappointed looks. He held out his hand his blue eyes meeting hers. "Well I had to do it to get your attention. No phone means no music Astrid,that's one of the rules." Said Alec as he patently waited for her to and him her phone. Astrid hated how patient he always seemed to be and she really wished he'd at least get angry at her. "You're such a stickler for the rules." She said brightly but with an edge to her voice as she pulled her phone out of her pocket and removed the headphones from around her neck and gave both items to him. There was no point in putting up a fight, Alec would win. Alec always won.She would have no use for the headphones without her phone. She could have happily dealt being locked in this place for six months with her music but she didn't know if she could now. "Well then I'm going to find my dorm now. Bye Alec!" She said happily as she waved at him and got out of the car. She slung her blue bag over one shoulder and began to walk into the building but stopped when Alec called her name. She turned around to face him."What do want now?" She asked him a bit impatiently as she just wanted to get away from him. Being apart from Alec for six months was the only thing she was looking forward to."Room 101. That's your room number.Bye Astrid." He said in a tone that almost sounded like he was sad to leave her.,and with that he drove off. Astrid watched him drive for a minute before she turned around and walked into the building. It pissed her off hat of course he knew her room number. She had completely forgot what it was and Alec had known she would forget.
She silently cursed him for knowing her so well as she began to head to her room. She had located it rather quickly and with ease and she smiled herself. She could totally do things without Alec's help. She could survive the next six months and the rest of her life without him. She opened the door and bounced into the room with a happy smile on her face. Someone was already in the room and Astrid was pleasantly surprised to find out that at first glance it was a male. She could have sworn Alec had said something about he dorms not being co-ed. Astrid would not have minded being roomed with another girl as for most of her life she had shared a room with Alec,so she had some experience with having a guy as a roommate. She placed her bag on the empty bed and walked up to the guy giving him her friendliest smile. It would be best to get along with the person that she'd be sharing a room with for the next six months. "Hey there! Nice to meet you. I'm Astrid your roommate."
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when it hits you, you feel no pain.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 8:58 pm
♠ •---• ████████████ •---• Hayden's attention shifted towards the male whom suddenly showed up in the room, plopping onto his bed and announcing his name being Alex. Biting his lip, Hayden picks up his things, continuing to unpack. "Hayden." He stated in a monotone voice. "It's nice to meet you, Alex." He added, trying to be polite. He soon made his way towards Alex's bed, holding a hand out to the other for a shake. To be honest, talking to the other made Hayden extremely uncomfortable. But he knew he'd have to interact with him anyway.
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 10:24 am
DeersackBatman As Skyler was just about to turn to the last chapter of his book, the door opened, and in walked this tall, tattooed dude, who seemed really creepy. Shyler tried to put on a good face, he didn't want to seem rude, even though he was good at that, took the guys hand as he held it out. "Nice to meet you Zander, you can call me Skyler, Sky, Sir, Mr Ravenscroft, what ever floats your boat." Once he was done shaking Zanders hand, he turned back to his book, and pointed to the small, 3 door dresser, and said, "Thats yours, thats all the space you get, plus the room under your bed, I'm sorry, but I had a lot of s**t." He said not even looking up from the book. "By the way, what could an attractive, kind, nice man like yourself be doing in a place like this?" He asked with the most sarcasm he could muster. Sky wasn't one for formalities, unless he was at one of his parents parties, when he acted like the perfect son, responded with, yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am, please and thank you. Finally, now that he was free from all that, he could be himself, rude, bitchy, and sarcastic. (out of drag) (in drag)
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 3:35 am
☆ Ｖａｌｅｎｔｉｎａ ♥ Ｖａｌ ♥ Ｌａｖｏｉｅ ☆
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCan't x count x the x years xon x onex handxThat we've been together
I need the other one to hold you xxxxxxxxxxMake you feel, make you feel better▂▃▅▆██▆▅▃▂▂▃▅▆██▆▅▃▂▂▃▅▆██▆▅▃▂xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx▂▃▅▆██▆▅▃▂▂▃▅▆██▆▅▃▂▂▃▅▆██▆▅▃▂ It's not a walk in the park ღxxxxxxxxxxxxxTo love each other But when our fingers interlockxxxx ❤Can't x deny, x can't x deny x you're x worth x it ✿ 'Cause after all this time, I'm still into you
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Valentina was in the passenger seat of a 2012 Dodge Charger as it slowly came to stop in front of a building, and the driver sighed as finally the car was at a dead standstill "Now Valentina, you know this is for the best." The male figure said and Valentina just crossed her arms and rolled her eyes before shaking her head with a slight laugh "Funny, because this isn't for the best, because your sorry a** can't handle a daughter can defend herself." The pink haired female said before undoing her seat belt, and got out, grabbing two suitcases, and slammed the trunk, as she was pissed off, she didn't have to be here whatsoever, but it was "for the best". Yeah right. Pink curls bounced over her shoulders, as she walked the building getting bigger with each step she took to get there. Finally she waltzed in, the suitcases behind her, and soon pulled out a note, saying her room number "Room one zero two." She said as she walked, humming to Guns for Hands by twenty one pilots as she made her way to her room. She seem to wear her "typical" outfit, something casual, nothing slutty, because she wasn't the one who lives that life. She soon hit room 102, and went in, noticing no one else was in the room. Walking into one room, found it quite big, and it was now hers. She put the suitcases on her bed and unpacked it, then shoved the cases under her bed, and laid on her bed, started into her book Gray by Pete Wentz.
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