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 Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 11:03 pm
 "ever heard of csa?"
" that one tough art school? "
" the one and only. "
" what about it? "" heard it's about tie to julliard. "
" ha! you have no idea. " I'm sure we pretty much do. What's this talk of a world at peace? In CSA, peace is only a five letter word that is used as a joke or a simple psych out. CSA makes Julliard some pansy school, if you take a closer look. From the outside world, CSA is a typical art school. But in the inside, there's so much more." but you know what's real legit? "
" tell me. "
" there's more to that school than meets the eye. "
" like what exactly? " Ever wonder what goes bump in the night? It's probably all coming from CSA. Wanna know a secret? The student population in CSA are not all "normal" humans. Confused? Let me put it this way. Dracula and the Wolfman have some relatives. You get my drift?" you lie. "
" psh. i wish i was. "
" what proof do you have? "
" you don't believe me? "
" that better be rhetorical. "
" then why not a little field trip? to the inside. "
" you're on. " Well, well. Let's hope that no one is afraid of the big bad wolf or blood sucking leeches. But most importantly, who's afraid of things that go boom? Welcome to Carrisdale School of the Arts. Where nothing is what it seems. Getting in and paying the tuition may seem like the hardest part of CSA, but surviving bite-free (literally) is a whole other story. Are you ready?Hello! So here's the deal. For reservations, I would like the title to be a creative phrase with the word "lotion" in it. When turning in profiles, the title has to be a phrase related to "tea." Get it? Got it? Good. Bye!D i R T i E de-TALES produciton.
You steal, you die! You have been warned.
All rights go to D i R T i E de-TALES
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 11:22 pm
Reserving/Sending Character ProfilesBefore this roleplay could start, we need characters. First things first, grabbing characters is a first come first serve deal. You reserve the character fine, but you won't officially get the position till you send me your completed profile. I'll tell you now, I'm going to be very strict with the profile. Because with this profile, it will be all about creativity of the mind. I want you to become one with the character and be able to put together a past, a present, and a future. Think of it this way, it's a jigsaw puzzle. With a little patience, and a good open mind to imagination, you'll be able to put all the pieces together to see beauty. It's kind of what I want you to do with the profile. I'm very lenient with the personality traits, but I'm bad a** on the bio. You'll see it in the profile skeleton. I'm telling you now, make sure you have your thinking cap on and ready, because if it isn't and I see it in the profile, I won't accept it.
You're probably all waiting for when I tell you what the title of the PM will be. Here's the thing. I won't tell you. Because this roleplay is all about creativity. So that it why, after you read the rules, and all other information you need, scroll up to the first post and highlight the entire thing. You will see further instructions on what to post as your title for your PM. Anything other than that will not be accepted, so I'm hoping against hope that you're reading this right now. This is the only way I'll know that you have read my rules.
Reservations are going to be held for 10 hours. But I'm not limiting the reservations. Anyone could reserve as long as the spot is still open. But once I get a good profile, I'm closing the spot. In the reservation PM, I EXPECT to see the spot you want and a two to three paragraph roleplay sample with AT LEAST ten sentences. But, if you've roleplayed with me before, just tell me in the reservation and I'll let you go to work on your profile. Remember, only ten hours. No exceptions, unless you reserved around the time that I usually go to sleep, then that's just cold blooded on your account. Haha, joke lang. :]
Also, when you send me your profile completed, please also send me the img coded link of two icons. These two icons are to be of the person you're using. If you're using a celebrity, you'll have no problem finding some. If you're not using a celebrity and there is no icons out there for the person you're using, let me know and I'll make some myself. I'll be asking you about those icons if I don't see them. Feel free to go to photobucket or deviantart. They have a lot of icons there. If you can't even find any of your person (which is kinda sad) let me know and I'll find them for you, but it will cost you. Seriously.Posting / Posting FormatsLiteracy. People that have roleplayed with me know that I'm into this stuff. This means words spelled out, full and detailed sentences, proper grammar and punctuation. And most importantly, NO CHATSPEAK. Those things make me wince. I don't even want to see it in text message parts of a post as well as email parts. Everything must be worded out. The minimum number pf paragraphs is two. But each must have ten sentences in each. I'll understand if you hate to see speech in the middle of the paragraph that you have to start a new one. That's the only exception. But except for that, even paragraph must have ten sentences.
Posting format. This will be part of creativity as well. Create your own posting format and don't copy others. Copying really boils my blood, so don't do it. You ALL have a brain that works, use it. BBcode is not that hard to deal with when involving posting formats. I want them pretty. But it doesn't have to be WHOOSH pretty. Just pretty enough. The posting format must have the name, and a pic of the person. Everything else is optional.
In your posts, speech is to be bolded in your posting color and thoughts in italics in your posting color. The size is size ten font. Nothing bigger than size ten, nothing smaller than size ten. Size ten only. Comprende? And lastly, I want this roleplay to last. I've put too much brainpower into thinking up a good plot so please be active. Post at least once a day, and if that doesn't work out, once every other day. I expect at least five posts a week. More is loved! We have lives, so that's why I'm being light on that part.ContentsThis roleplay is PG-16. No nudity, no cybering (that's just gross people), and definitely no killing. Even though this roleplay will have vampire hunters, NO KILLING! Half-nakedness is allowed, I have no problem with the torso area being exposed (ON GUYS ONLY!). Girls must keep their speed bumps covered at all times. And all reproductive organs must remain hidden in posts. It's just disgusting to have to read that crap. Violence, of course, is a must. But don't take it to the extreme. There are children reading this people! Haha. If you do have the urge to cyber, well, it's called PMs but you would probably get banned for that stuff if you're caught by the mods. That is why the time skip is the best thing you have so far. Now, all those that have roleplayed with me know that I LOVE ROMANCE! I love it with a passion! So that is definitely a must in this roleplay. That's pretty much all you need to know. NO nudity. NO cybering. NO killing. MUST have romance. MUST have violence. KEEP PG-16.Leave of AbsenseIf your life has taken you to a path where you are unable to sign onto gaia and play, PLEASE inform me as soon as possible. That way, I can godmod your character so that he or she is MIA for the time span of how long you're going to be away. If you have to quit, don't be afraid to tell me. I'll just take down your profile and open the spot again. NOTE :: I do have the right (as God of this roleplay) to edit and add in some rules. So make sure to keep checking in to see if I've updated it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:10 am
" some times. the hunted can be the hunter. " { triple threat [h] ll taken ll toju }»»»Mister Does It All. Sings, Dances, Acts. See? Triple Threat. There are many things this boy can do, but beware, there is more to his life than others may suspect. Rumor has it that his parents are spies. Other rumors just say that his parents are snobbish high class people that hang around in the elites of New York City. But what's the true story? He's the reason CSA goes boom, some times. Don't get on this guy's bad side ladies and gentlemen. He's loaded. Blood suckers beware. He's been given orders to take you down the second you try to do something out of line. After all, he is known as the "Van Helsing" of this generation for a reason. He's witty, and deadly. But don't let that get in way of the fact that he's talented. He'd prefer to keep his "toys" on the low key.{ step it up [h] ll taken ll d i r t i e de-tales }»»»You like charity cases? Well you'll love this one. Especially since she's rumored to be foreign exchange. Not exactly true. She was just born in the world opposite of rich. Her talent, well, some of the other students wouldn't consider geuine talent. "She's just a street dancer" people would say. But this chick will prove everyone wrong. Sure she's really behind on all those nifty and complicated lessons on how to dance, but her heart will help her make it. After all, the admissions staff had to have let her in for a reason. If she failed, there goes CSA's rep down the drain.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:13 am
" will the hunters be ready to be the hunted? " { smooth notes [v] ll open ll username }»»»Ever wonder what it would be like to date a guy that knew how to play every instrument possible? No? Well start wondering and make sure to give this hottie a call. Being one of those unforunate...souls?...that have to live for eternity, he probably does have all the time in the world to learn how to play about any and every instrument out in the world. From the piano to...some exotic instrument for Uganda, he's an expert. No one exactly knows which instrument is his favorite since he knows how to play many of them. And his decision to enroll into CSA, well, it was just to consume some time that he most definitely has. Other than that, no really knows much about him except that he's some music freak. The only ones that knows about what he really is, are the people that are like him, their life-long enemies, and of course the "Van Helsings" of the school. Not that it matters to him. Nomad much? { twinkle toes [v] ll taken ll alittleferious }»»»Graceful, talented, your ballet dancer. Sure she has the ability to dance other types of dancing, but ballet is her calling. It has been since before she was turned. Ever since her first year in CSA, she was voted Most Beautiful Girl. No one could ever compete with her, at least until she leaves CSA. Being a ballet dancer has been her dream. Even if she has eternity to be one, she'll be one. She's got the moves, she's got the grace, she's got the determination. Now all she needs is the diploma and the job. She'll do anything to get what she wants, no matter what the consequences. So what if there are "Van Helsings" in this school? That's not going to stop her from getting what she wants. A word of advice, don't piss her off when she's being a total b***h. She'll bite your head off. I'm not joking.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:15 am
" or will they be tricked by the element of surprise? " { lights camera action [w] ll taken ll toju }»»»This guy has a vision. As he usually does when given the opportunity to. If you haven't noticed by now, this guy wants to be a director. The next Steven Spielberg, only bigger. All of his teachers have told him that his ideas aren't that bad. Some would call his ideas a phase where he has his head in the clouds. But the truth is, he just has a lot of times in his hands. Except when he's having to deal with being around his "true" enemies. It's not that he hates them with a passion, it's just that he can't stand being around them. There are many of his kind in the world, and around the school. But he's different from the rest. Sure he can shift from man to beast, but the only problem is, he can only phase during the moon. He's a child of the moon. He's dangerous, more dangerous than the shape shifters. Which makes him alone in the world. Not that many of his kind live at this time. But if you were smart, you'd want to stay away from this guy during the full moons, or any moon, because he's ruthless. It's no wonder the "Van Helsings" want him on their side. { gentle strokes [w] ll taken ll supernatural soul natasha }»»»She's tempermental. But when in front of a blank canvas and a bunch of colors in her hands, she's the calmest person you could ever be around. Art is her yoga, her way of being at peace. And she's amazing at it. It is said that a person can only be one kind of artist, but she's many. From the paint brush to the camera lens, she can do it all. All she needs is a little imagination and something to capture it. Her dream is to be well known in the artistic world. And her "secret" life will definitely not stop her, no matter how much her family tries to. A small part of her hates who she is, a shape shifter. And this only makes her all the more angry. A lot of people say she has an anger problem that she needs fixed before leaving CSA. But it's kind of hard when a whole bunch of her "enemies" are roaming around the school acting like they're mere, weak humans. When she isn't working her talents, she's helping the "Van Helsings" of the school watch over those leeches. Not that many people know that she helps, because when she's not angry, she's very quiet. Always watch out for the silent ones. They're known to be the most deadly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 2:08 pm
" don't forget to hide the evidence. " [align=center][img]http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff182/hermione0119/deviantart pics/gottalent.jpg[/img]
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If you want to see a sample of how it's suppose to look like in pretty mode, go to my "dare to be different" roleplay.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 2:49 pm
[ a i d e n . k a s e y . o d e l l ] __________Den, thanks. ❝ ”Hunting is not a sport. In a sport, both sides should know they're in the game.” ❞  ___[ Once upon a time ] ____________Aiden Kasey Odell
____________November 14th in 1992.
____________Ten + nine – two = Seventeen.
____________triple threat ___[ A monster on the outside ] ✖__________Relaxed Coming from a pure blood Irish family if you don’t relax and calm down you have heart attacks. In my family you try to keep calm or you fight and I never liked fighting my father. It helps in day to day life especially when its your job to make sure the ‘leeches’ aren’t biting people. And all the people at this school are snobby and stuck up. So being able to keep a cool head on your shoulders make life a lot easier. ✖__________Determined Regardless as to what it has been I have always given it my all. Dancing, singing, acting, marksmanship or even my athletics I have perfected them all. But it has a tendency to get me in trouble when it comes to problem solving. Yes I have a cool head on my shoulders but that doesn’t mean its not a pigs head. When I think, no, when I know I’m right there is no changing my mind. ✖__________Serious In my line of work there is no time to play around. Yeah I know what you are thinking and what you are going to say. “But Aiden, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.” Well let me tell you that if your job required you to keep an eye on something that never slept, was ten times faster and stronger than you and had a long time to plan you wouldn’t play around a whole lot either. Also I do have a bit of fun with my other hobbies. ___[ But a prince on the inside ] ●○● Well I guess I will begin with my childhood. Life wasn’t as nice as most others and Ireland is a very hard place to grow up. A cold wet climate will make anyone bitter. ●○● My childhood was rough as most children’s lives in Ireland were. My father was a drunk and my mother never stood up for herself. It gave me a bit of a complex when it came to men. ●○● Early in live I started to suspect that not everything my parents told me about “monsters” was true. I knew there had to be something behind all the strange disappearances that would plague our village and the surrounding ones. So I started doing my research and that would always get me into a lot of trouble. ●○● From early on my mother new I was gifted. If my father would be in a particularly horrible mood he would take it out on us, but I got very good at lying. And if my father would try to hit me I was able to move out of the way in the niche of time. ●○● Some nights my mother would sit with me as I sang the songs we both knew from church. And every time it would bring a tear to her eye. She would always tell me that one day I would make money with my voice. ●○● But one night in particular stands out amongst the others. A man dressed in all black garb came to me one night and told me that everything my parents told me of “the creatures of the night” was a lie. This thrilled me but I stayed silent as he told me when I was old enough I would hunt them. ●○● A few years passed after that night when them man in black visited. I was now ten and I wanted more than anything to go to the Americas. And just like someone was watching over me my father came home ranting and raving about how a long lost relative of him passed on and he inherited all the mans money. All one hundred and forty million dollars of it. ●○● When we first arrived in America I was thrilled and knew that schooling here was going to be much better than Ireland. I was wrong of course and my father sent me to the lowest of public schools. It didn’t take me long to grow terribly angry with my father. ●○● One night, when I was fifteen, as my mother and I were about to sit down to dinner my father came home in a rage. He grabbed my mother from the table and put a knife to her throat. I was a mere second but I realized that I had a knife in my hand and it was deep in the small of my fathers back. He died instantly. ●○● My mother inherited all of my fathers money and decided I would be attending CSA. I was so excited that I nearly burst into tears upon hearing it. I wasn’t going till the next year but I decided to hone all of my skills as much as I could. ●○● Life was perfect for a long while till I was visited by the man in black again. He told me that I was now of age and placed a large black leather bound book in my hands. He told me that it held all the secrets for killing my enemies and I was to pass it on when I was done. ●○● From that point forward life for me was never the same. I now knew that vampires, werewolves and god knows what else existed. I began to train my self in any type of combat I could imagine. ●○● There were a few tricks that the book told me about that I could use against them. Extremely bright flashes of light could temporarily blind them. And incredibly high frequency sounds would very nearly paralyze them with pain. ●○● I began working on all kinds of “tools” to use to fight them off. My mother became concerned with what I was doing but I always told her it was far bigger than anything she could grasp. And she always accepted that as an answer. ●○● When the summer was drawing to a close I went off to CSA. I was excited but also a bit leery because one of the reason I was accepted was because I am a “Hunter” and they wanted someone to keep the Vampires in line. Well I guess we can see how all of that is going to turn out. ___[ And they all lived happily ever after ]
Toju
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 2:57 pm
[ j o e y - n o e l l e . n a o m i . s e u n g ] __________Joey, thanks. ❝ don't let anyone tell you that you can't. ❞  ___[ Once upon a time ] ____________Joey-Noelle Naomi Seung
____________o7.2o.1991
____________seven added to teen
____________Step It Up ___[ A monster on the outside ] ✖__________Determined For as long as I could remember, I've had people tell me that I can't do anything that I want to do. I can't make it through school, I can't be a dancer. Ever since I could walk and talk, I've showed people that I can. I'm not afraid to do something that would seem dangerous. At least I would show people that I can do whatever I put my mind to. I can do anything I set my mind to do. It gets really annoying when someone tells me that I can't do it, I can't succeed. Just watch me. ✖__________Stubborn This sort of binds together with my determination. If I get myself to start something, it would be hard for me to finish it. Pulling me away and making me stop will only make me try harder. I'm really not afraid to push back, I'm not afraid to fight back if I have to. And I definitely will not take no for an answer. ✖__________Cooperative Even though there are times when I can be a total b***h, I really do enhoy working with others. Especially in a group where we have to do some routine together. It's through my teammates that I can learn more than I would learn if I were to be by myself. And I love to put my best effort into a group project. There is this wonderful I feel in my heart when I know that I have helped make something really awesome. ___[ But a princess on the inside ] ●○● One look at me and you would definitely not believe that I went to CSA. I've got baggy clothes and clothes that are last season. There's just one good explanation as to why. I'm a broke girl. And it all comes down to my parents. My father had abandoned my mother and I when I was younger, I would say about three years old, for some tramp that to be at least a decade younger than he was. If you're too dumb to figure it out, he was about forty something when he left my mom and I. And my mom was around her early forties. He had most of the money, so when he left for another woman, he had left us with nothing but a house that we couldn't pay for. So we moved to some place smaller and more cheaper. I was four at this time.●○● If you haven't noticed by now, I am full Korean. I was actually born in South Korea, but my parents didn't want me staying there so they moved to California when I was eight months old. I can't speak Korean nor do I intend to. My mother still has a very strong accent, but I can understand her perfectly. ●○● Life really didn't get any better when I grew up. At the age of seven, my mom remarried some white guy who thinks he can understand our situation. All he ever did was take a little of the stress off my mom's back. At least my stepdad had a big enough salary to buy a two bedroom house. That's got to say something.●○● I hated preschool so much. All those snotty kids in my class made fun of me because I was the only asian and because my clothes were hand me down, (they were my stepdad's niece's clothes). It was in preschool that I got into my first fight. I was suspended for a week just because I made that b***h I fought with scrape her knee. She started it.●○● The first break session I went to was when I was ten years old. I was with my first boyfriend then and his older brother wanted to bring us to see a session at the park. I was amazed at how crazy these breakers moved. And all I remember thinking was that I wanted to be just like them.●○● By the time I was thirteen, I could pop, lock, break, crump, and step. It was because of these abilities to move that I turned into the wrong way of living. I wasn't exactly a gang member. It was more of a group of dancers that did more than dance. When I was twelve my boyfriend then had taught me how to tag our group's name on the wall. The first time I tagged a wall, I got arrested and put in jail for twenty-four hours. And not to say my parents weren't mad. They were furious at the thousand dollar fine they had to pay.●○● It was at fifteen I decided to change my life for the better. I was walking down a busy street when there was this group of people at an outdoor cafe that were talking about this art school in the eastern side. I had stopped in my tracks to listen. Instantly I knew I had to find out more about Carrisdale School of the Arts. So I ran to the public library and used the internet to find out what else I needed to know. When I got home that day, my mom, stepdad, and I had a very long talk.●○● At first my parents weren't too big on the idea of me going to CSA. For one thing, the tuition to go there was way to expensive. But they let me try out just to see if I had potential to go. And if I got accepted, they would find a way to get the money. During this time, I had told my crew that I was quitting because I was going to go to school in the east. They weren't so happy about it, and they all had gone so far as to tell me that I couldn't make it in. I was going to prove them wrong.●○● The days that led to my audition were the days that I would never ever forget. I had practiced my routine so that it would be stuck in my brain. Through those practices, I remember spraining and twisiting many parts of my body. I had to go full out. I had to show those admissions people that my breaking, my popping, my locking, my crumping had a meaning to me. ●○● Audition day came and went. And the weeks afterwards were the hardest for me to handle. And then the phone call came. I was in. That day was the greatest day of my life. It was the first time I had seen my mom smile the way she did. Like she was proud of me. My stepdad, who had believed that I wouldn't make it, had promised that he would find a way to pay my tuition so that I could go to school at CSA. Finally everything felt like it should feel. And I was going to a school where I could do what I love best. Dance.●○● The one thing I hate about going to CSA is the plane ride there. I'm deathly afraid of heights and have to always ask the people in the airport to please give me a seat that wasn't at the window. My fear of heights started when I was about six. But it's too horrible for me to think back to, so I won't retell the story to you.●○● CSA is the hardest thing I could ever live through. The teachers are so strict and the students are nothing but horrible. At least the ones in my classes. Because I never got the kind of lessons that they had been given, since I had learned my skills from the boys in my hood, the other students in my class always looked down on me. They hated that I was put in their teams but that never put me down. Because CSA wouldn't have accepted me if they didn't think I wasn't worth it.●○● There are some things about this school that scare me. It's mostly to do with the some of the population that are majorly pale, like being under the sun was going to kill them or something. And then there are the really tall and really muscular students. I swear if it weren't for the fact that there are other students that are about my average fit, I would have believed that this was prison all over again. Except, all these people are beautiful while the people in prison were just plain sad. ●○● My dream is to be a big dancer in the music world. Ya know, shaking my thang in music videos. Or at least be in some really good dance crew that makes big bucks. I want to work for a dance company that will pay me well and will also give me a good time. While I'm in CSA, I'm doing all this for my mom and my stepdad, who have been there for me no what I have done that would infuriate them.●○● Since I get really home sick everytime I go back to school, I always tend to go to some back alley and get myself into a break session. I don't always win, but the feeling of doing the things I want to do brings me back to the home that I left behind. Besides breaking session, I slip into clubs and dance my a** off. But my favorite place to go to is the roof of CSA. I may be afraid of heights, but I make sure never to go over to the edge. I always stand right smack in the middle of the roof and just dance. Hell, I've even marked my territory with spray paint on that roof so that people will know that I own that place.___[ And they all lived happily ever after ]
D i R T i E de-TALES
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 3:36 pm
" next to perform. smooth notes! " { R }eserved for Smooth Notes profile.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 4:35 pm
[ l i l l i a . v i v i e n n e . demitrov ] __________Lilliah, thanks. ❝ "Ambition, in a private man is a vice, Is in a prince the virtue" ❞  ___[ Once upon a time ] ____________Lillia Vivienne Demitrov
____________ 22 december 1930
____________s e v e n t e e n, again.
____________twinkle toes ___[ A monster on the outside ] ✖__________ambitious You won't win if I'm competing against you. I work very hard, and if it happens that I am ever not good enough, and that has never happened, I will still win because I will still figure out a way to be better. I spend most of my time practicing, and I have been dancing since age three. Can you picture how much of my life has been spent at a barre? Now can you imagine what a mistake it would be to try and best that? I'm not afraid of anything, and if you feel the need to test that, you'll find out first hand. ✖__________devoted When it happens that I have found love, there is nothing that can tear me away from it. All the love in my heart, the attention I have to spare belong to the love of my life. I become enveloped in passion and usually I can't see anything else. It's a good thing the only thing I've never been in love with are my pointe shoes. ✖__________lonely Consistently, whoever am I has to die. I study dance, I learn dance, I refine my technique, I focus on new skills every time. I've studied ballet in small neighborhoods and huge art schools. I've been a prima ballerina and in the corps among fifty other dancers. But it's never mattered how intimate a dance looked, it's never mattered how many people have been around. I can't remember the last time I had a confidant. ___[ But a princess on the inside ] ●○● I began dancing in Russia in 1933. I did so for a warm place to sleep. ●○●My family were all killed during World War II. I survived because I'd been placed as a permanent resident at my ballet school. There is a chance that I have some remaining extended family, but I have never sought them out. ●○●I have danced for 17 companies, I have died, or disappeared, or quit all of them. No one has recognized me when I've auditioned for a new one. Either I am forgettable or a master of disguise, and I am very upset at the prospect of the former. ●○●Occasionally, I will take a break between between companies and study something new. I have degrees in music, languages, politics, and history. ●○●I think that computers have ruined people's minds. The way people communicate now disgusts me. ●○● I am fluent in French, Italian, Russian, English, Japanese, and Spanish. I am conversational in Mandarin, German, Polish, and Portuguese. ●○●I can play piano, guitar, and the harp. I am also a trained opera singer. ●○● Whenever any of the dancers I've met cry because they feel that it is to painful to dance on point, I want to laugh at them. They should try it in new shoes in front of a blood lustful dictator. ●○●I've danced before Stalin and Nazi soldiers, three US presidents, royalty in England, Spain. My favorite audience, however, was 54 kindergarten classes durring a production of the Nutcracker. I played the Sugarplum Fairy. ●○●I began smoking about a month before I was turned. I still smoke, because it is useful to covering for the fact that I am not human anymore, and I often laugh at people when they say that it will kill me. ●○●I still have the first pair of point shoes I ever wore. They are in a small wooden box that I retrieved from my parent's home when I went to see what had become of my villiage. ●○●I hate rodents. I find them disgusting, repulsive, even. ●○●Every time I change my name, I use part of my real name. I don't want to forget myself. My given name was Ilyana Yulia Demitrov. ●○●I'd rather drink human blood than animal, it would save time, but I can't risk being caught. Once in a while, though, I'll cheat. ●○●I wear flip flops whenever possible to annoy other dancers. I am fairly certain that vampires were made for ballet. ●○●I never understand people who talk about their pets. I've never had a pet, and animals don't especially like me anymore, so I never will. ●○●I hate modern dance. I think that if people want to do nothing but gyrating isolations in front of an audience, then they ought to consider pornography. ___[ And they all lived happily ever after ]
alittleferocious
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 4:38 pm
[ l a n i . m a c l e a n . f o s t e r ] __________Mac, thanks. ❝ Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star. ❞  ___[ Once upon a time ] ____________Lani Maclean Foster
____________April 20, 1990
____________Eighteen
____________lights camera action ___[ A monster on the outside ] ✖__________Forgetful Dear god, I would forget to take my head with me if it wasn’t attached to me. Believe me if it is menial, I will forget about it. It has been that way since I was a little kid. My parents got me a camera when I was six and I would forget it everywhere. But I forget big stuff too. About three years ago I was so focused on a screen play I was doing I missed Thanksgiving with my family. They still pick on me for it. ✖__________Personable I get along with everyone. You know that badass you knew in school who was mad at everyone and scared everyone away from him. Yeah, he was at my thirteenth birthday party. He got me a Led Zepplin album. But all kidding aside, I don’t know what it is about me but people seem to gravitate towards me. It allows me to throw great parties. ✖__________Kind I really just can’t help myself. I guess this goes hand in hand with getting along with everyone. It allows me to build really deep and long friendships with pretty much anyone. But I also like help when ever I can. I do community service at least twice a year. So if you need a favor, I guess I would be the guy to ask. ___[ But a prince on the inside ] ●○● I grew up in a very rich home. My parents worked very hard and were almost never home. ●○● When I was 3 I made friends with the ice cream man. When ever he would drive by he would smile and play the song I liked. I also got free ice cream from him. ●○● My love of directing came on when I was very young. And when I was six my parents got me my first video camera. I was so excited I wrote a short play about a caterpillar and shot it with socks. ●○● As a child I was allergic to a lot of different stuff but I managed. My mother was a little over bearing about it and it caused me to be indoors a lot. At the time I didn’t care, I was too busy making movies. ●○● I met my fist love when I was ten. I know I will regret saying this but hey this is all about exposing who you really are. My first crush was on my middle school nurse. I saw no issues with it except for she was fourty-eight. ●○● My best friend I met when I was eleven. He was in my gym class and laughed at me when I could only do one pull up. We fought after but when we were both forced into detention we spoke and became great friends. ●○● On my sixteenth birthday my parents got me a ’06 Ford Mustange GT. I still drive that car to this day. And they got it in my favorite color, forest green. ●○● When I got the letter that I had been accepted to CSA I thought my head was going to explode. After I had fallen asleep and woke up the next morning I thought it was a dream. When I saw the letter I got to relive the excitement all over again. I was great. ●○● My first year I directed a movie called “Killer in the Cove”. It was a cheap horror flick but I loved it. When it was finished I had a friend make a ton of poster for me so I could show it to anyone and everyone. ●○● I am still a virgin and you know what I am damn proud of that. I have lost many a girl friend because they wanted to rush into sex. It’s not that I’m waiting for marriage it just, I want it to be perfect. ●○● There was one time in my life when I wanted to be an actor. That has long since passed and now directing is my thing. There is something empowering about telling people how to be better. ●○● I have been having the strangest dream lately. In it I am moving incredibly fast and I sense everything around me. When I wake up it is always in a cold sweat and I still don’t know why. ●○● I dream of one day making my hit. And honestly I don’t care what kind of movie it is. As long as it carries my vision onto the audience I will be happy. ●○● For some odd reason when ever I write any kind of screen play it is horror. But I always stray away from the classic style monsters. I like to create new creatures to scare people with. ●○● About three months ago my mother passed away. Her plane had an engine failure and she crashed into the ocean. My father and I wanted to give her a proper burial but the never found her body. ●○● I have met a few interesting characters at this school. But there is a particular group that catches my eye every time. They are all extremely pale and the oddest color eyes. At first I thought it was strange they would all have the same color eyes but I guess birds of a feather flock together. ●○● Well I guess the last thing I have to say about myself is my worst fear. About a year ago I was bitten by a bull mastiff. Ever since then I have been terrified of dogs. ___[ And they all lived happily ever after ]
Toju
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 4:58 pm
[ ε ℓ ℓ є η σ я α . к y ℓ є α . я σ y ] __________Ellie, thanks. ❝ Words hurt feelings. Silence hurts the heart. ❞  ___[ Once upon a time ] ____________Ellenora Kylea Roy
____________The 16th day of the month October in the year 1992
____________SiixteeN
____________Gentle Strokes ___[ A monster on the outside ] ✖__________Challenging If you like me, you’ll put it this way: “She’s so stubborn.” If you don’t, you’ll be straight up and say “She’s so pig-headed!” However many synonyms you’ll find for me, though, the simple matter of it is that I make things difficult. Don’t ask why. Maybe its some mental imbalance, but I find a reason to give anybody sass. Especially if they’re stupid. God, what I wouldn’t do to rid the world of idiots. But honestly, nothing is even worth it if its really that simple to get. Everything needs to be worth it. It increases value. Even when I’m just taking a picture, stand still dammit! I get really bossy if you don’t follow directions. Its not that hard! Trust me; I have a hell lot more issues than you. ✖__________Honest This is another one of those things about me that makes people roll their eyes. I give my feelings exactly the way they are. I don’t know sugar-coat them or try to top them with a cherry. The way my camera flows is that exactly what is in front of it, I capture. Exactly what is going on behind my mind, I say. Unless I’m painting or drawing something, I need everything to be direct. Why must everything be complicated? Only art has the right to do that! And then, too, raw emotion and feeling needs to show. It needs to come from the heart; it needs to be truth. Even fantasy can do that, despite being fiction. ✖__________Moody So I’m slightly unstable. But only because there’s some good reason to be. First of all, nothing gets on my nerves more than incessant chatter. Nobody- except nobody- needs to talk that much. A simple matter can be told in just as many words as a canvas can be oiled with strokes. Second of all, if I even say shut up, I’m the angry young women. Third of all, leeches. I shudder thinking of them. How can anything possibly be so disgusting? All I wanted was to come in a worthy school and flaunt my talent, maybe improve it. But nobody mentioned I’d put up with the vermin. So I’m always strung tight. Don’t mess with me. Everyone tells me I’m volatile; not that I care. ___[ But a princess on the inside ] ●○● I was born and I was hated. My dad didn’t want me, and my moms parents thought they should make her have the kid since it was her mistake. Daddy dearest skipped town, and mom was stuck with me. And, of course, moms family is filthy rich. ●○● I was really tiny when my mom started drugs. Her parents let her live in their house, but they were never around. Granddaddy had to work all the time, and my grandma was busy hosting parties. Mom ignored me.●○● Sometimes, Bertha bought her daughter over to keep me company. I think the maid knew how deprived I was inside. Me and her played all the time; but then granddaddy found out and fired the poor woman. I cried for hours, but I couldn’t do anything.●○● My first painting ever was done at 4. I was using cheap watercolors Bertha’s daughter had bought from the drugstore. I filched them from the girl and hid them in my room. I was afraid I’d get in trouble from my mom for touching something so inexpensive. But after Bertha had left, I pulled them out and experimented on loose-leaf paper. ●○● I painted my room. I made everything blurry on purpose. I thought it looked like the coolest thing ever! All the furniture ran together and you couldn’t see the transitions from carpet to wall. It was so thrilling, and when I was painting, I forgot all about everything and just let go. I felt so free.●○● My first mistake was showing my mom my artwork. I still don’t know to this day if she was high or just ignorant, but she did the worst thing possible. She took my paper and crumpled it. Aimed for the trash can and missed. Then she said clearly and casually, "Stop wasting your time. Go away now and don’t show this rubbish to me ever again." I took my paper and left. I slunk to my room and tried to straighten the paper out. It was hard when your hands trembled and tears blurred your eyes.●○● I never showed mom anything else I did after that day, but I threw myself completely into my art. I didn’t let her even come in my room. I got padlocks and everything. I think that was my first real wake-up call to the real room. A slap to the face, that sent me reeling.●○● I went to an expensive private school where art was discouraged. You won’t believe how many times I got in trouble just for doodling designs on my papers. I envied the kids who went to public schools and got to wear barrettes in their hair. After graduation, I burned my stiff uniform and drew the flames that spiraled skyward in my sketchbook.●○● My first time holding a camera in my hands was when I turned eight. It was on my birthday. Nobody really celebrated them, but I always got the most expensive stuff in the world: Designer clothes, newest technologies, lavish feasts. The servants picked my gifts out and the cook wrapped them and left them outside my room.●○● I finished the role in the camera the first day. It was so fascinating; I couldn’t keep the camera away from my hands for my life. I just thought it was the most amazing thing in the world to be able to freeze time just like that. So that even a hundred years later, if you went back and looked at those pictures, they would transport you to a time so long ago.●○● I wanted to learn better, and told my mom I was moving out. I was accepted into CSA; they had my tuition in advance. My grandparents had to keep their rep alive, so they gave me an overflowing bank account I could access at will. Nobody cared that I was leaving. I doubt anybody even noticed.●○● The first time I phased, thankfully it was in the middle of the woods where I was taking pictures of spruce trees and felt more happy than I ever had before. I stayed in that forest for four painfully long days. When I learned to return to human, I threw on my tattered hoodie, and did the only thing I could think of: I went to my mom. And for once, she soberly told me the truth about who- about what my father was. Oh my god, I hated myself. I hated everything. I hated, period.●○● I think I learned pretty early on not to trust anybody. Starting with my own family of course. They’d never done anything in my favor, except not hover. I got used to the independence. Now it stifles me to be watched.●○● When I turned to digital cameras, I realized how convenient it was to always keep an extra memory card around. Even though my drawstring bag always has the best touch-screen tech gear in it, I primarily use my original camera. No matter what anyone says, I still don’t like the digital stuff as much as good old fashioned developing. Yeah, the bag? It has my life, my music, my sketchbook, and lead pencils. I would perish without it.●○● The only thing that really sets me happy is with worn jeans, a tanktop, stereo blasting, and a paintbrush in my hand. I was raised to be regal, but I just love getting downright smeared in paint. It smells to me like salvation. All I need is blank canvas, a little peace, and color. Liberate me!●○● I never show my uncompleted work to anyone. If I’m in the middle of a project, don’t bother me. Don’t ask to see what I’m doing. Leave. Me. Alone. Unless you want me to hurl a can of paint on your head (with the bucket).●○● Still-life photography bores the hell out of me. I like candid shots. Since I never had a pet or best friend to take pictures of, I snap strangers. I make a story out of them. Then I take their emotions and turn them into a piece of art. I love to paint what I’ve taken pictures of; just for the sake of knowing I can. ●○● I’m usually alone. I love to drink iced coffee from Starbucks, listen to my iPod, and sit in a corner and sketch. Let the glasses cover my face, let the flash be unseen, let the lead dirty my hands. Don’t talk; you’ll kill the moment.●○● I do dress elegantly. Brand names, but ONLY because they’re comfortable. But I don’t do those fancy dresses and the bra with lace on it. I just want something snug and cozy. My favorite thing, my comfort clothing? Jeans, hoodie, tank underneath, and tennis shoes. Because clothes get dirty when you paint. But they look cool like that.●○● I hate being center of attention. I hate being surrounded. Actually, I’m claustrophobic. And when I get scared, I get mad. I hate showing fear, and that is weakness. And then I start trembling, and I’m scared I’ll phase. It always scares the hell out of me, these few moments when I think I have no control.●○● Actually, I’m currently in anger management. I never thought I’d need it, but apparently I do. Who’d have figured? They tell me I get pissed off too easily. Its only because people can’t just Ғuck off. If they do, everything would be alright. And I wouldn’t so mad anymore. It was weird, I thought first, that CSA was putting me in anger management. Until they told me it was because they knew what I was. Oh. I hated my life even more after that.●○● I started working for CSA, but only because I wanted someone to think I was worthwhile and not just a waste of oxygen. Plus, it wouldn’t hurt to keep an eye out for golden opportunities to watch some new inspirations. I could deal with fury and handling it. It’s the opposite that makes me uncomfortable. Love gets under my skin.●○● Yes, I do keep out an eye for cute guys. A lot of them are into me, too. They like the artistic, enigmatic mystique I have. But I don’t trust anyone, and all I do is take time to admire them. Nothing further. I shell myself because I don’t like to waste time with drama.●○● I have no idea what I’ll do with my life, but I hope I do something cool. As long as it involves color and paint and pictures. Nothing will satisfy me more. Me and my work, and maybe the occasional sweet guy. Just so long as everybody knows my name, and it makes my mom cry every time I do an interview. She’ll think “I was so blasphemous to the poor dear.” She’ll come back and apologize. I’ll slam the door in her face. That’s the day I want for.●○● One of the largest and most significant inspiration in my life is music. And I listen to EVERYTHING. Rock, hip-hop, jazz, screamo, rap…I’m not religious (God is sh!†), but I even listen to gospel. It keeps me going.●○● Leeches make me sick. About as much as my family does. They all need to die. Vampires are my natural born enemies, and that’s why I react instinctively negative towards them. But I only want them to go away because their disgusting odor distracts me from talent and their voices annoy the s**t out of me. Nothing personal, you see. Just the anger that its all their fault I’m like this. Ғuck them. ___[ And they all lived happily ever after ]
Supernatural Soul Natasha
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 5:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 5:31 pm
" carrisdale school bulletin board "
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 5:33 pm
" opening ceremony will begin on next page. "
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