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| Topic Started: Sep 21 2008, 05:46 PM (185 Views) | |
| catye | Sep 21 2008, 05:46 PM Post #1 |
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You can be: -Dancer -Singer -Race Car Driver -Cheerleader -Football player -Musician or -Cook This role playing topic is about dancers/singers/race car drivers/cheerleaders/football players/musicians/cooks who go into competitions and try to win the gold. You can be in only 2 of those categories for one person you created. Please only create 3 people at max. Please; -Be nice and do not start arguments, your character can be mean but please control any anger. -no spamming -no double posting -please follow all lines above, if you want to be another type of person, please PM me and I'll edit it so you can be. It takes place in Tahallie, Hawaii which I believe is made up. Forum: Name: Age: You are a: Look: When doing sport you look: Family: Other: - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Name: Jacklyn Angelou Age: 15 You are a: Dancer Look: xyz When doing sport you look: xyz Family: lives with father only Other: not atm Edited by catye, Sep 21 2008, 06:40 PM.
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| jamie<3333333 | Aug 25 2009, 07:06 PM Post #2 |
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Name: kevin Histler ( HIS-T-la-er) Age: 16 You are a:Musician ( eltc. gutiar ) Look: I coudlnt find a picture so.... dark black hair spiked short hair umm tall, yeah idk slightly tanned When doing sport you look: umm picture wouldnt work. So full of excitment head bobbing Family: a sister the rest died in a fire Other whole life is music, needs the gold medal to help support his sister |
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| jamie<3333333 | Aug 25 2009, 07:42 PM Post #3 |
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Kevin The hawaii air hit me as I got out f the busy airport. With my suit case on one side anda guitar on my other I headed into a rental car. It felt good to be out of the cramped airplane. Hawaii is much different then Oregon, but it feels good to get away from home. My eyes stare at to hot girls in binkis on the side of the road walking. It feels really good to get away from home. One of then smiles at me when I drive by. I ingore them while as they disappear from my view thinking to myself, " I'm not here for girls Im here too win for my sisters sake." I spoke to soon as I found the place the contest was being held and a hot girl was standing in front of me. |
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| lilyxohdang | Aug 30 2009, 12:09 AM Post #4 |
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Name: Paris Eliza Lindette (lynn-dett) Age: 15 You are a: musician/singer (acoustic guitar) Look: here When doing sport you look: peaceful Family: lives with mother - father a drunk Other: she lives in hawaii , her mother owns a tailoring shop that is struggling, trying to win money for her. (single) Name: Hunter Brenden Ingle Age: 16 You are a: race car driver Look: heree When doing sport you look: fearless Family: older sister: kathleen - little sister: lily anne & dog: beenie Other: single + his little sister, lily anne has cancer. and she needs a heart transplant. they can't afford it so he wants to win money for her. paris eliza ! i stepped onto the sand. i smelled the familiar sent of pineapple and salt. the competition started in no longer then 4 days and i was ready. i held onto my acoustic guitar and sat down in the sand. across the street from the beach was the place to sign up and they were building the stage just a few feet away from me. i'm guessing they were doing the contest on the beach? i noticed a guy with dark spiky black hair, and my tummy couldn't help but get butterflies. he was wearing a crisp white wife beater and a pair of black denim skinnies. he leaned his head to the side, showing his definately toned body. "this contest will be fun." i told myself. "lets just hope he's in my category." hunter brenden ! inside of the sign up center smelled of rubber and car oil , a familiar scent of my home in southern california. i had always been a big drag(street) racer and stepping it up to the tracks might have been difficult. i polished my helmet and couldn't help but notice all these hot chicks walking around in really short shorts. "ohh boy!" i sighed when a girl dressed in dance clothes walked by me, swinging her pony tail. she smelled really good, like victoria's secret. please don't ask how i would know that. |
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| jamie<3333333 | Sep 10 2009, 03:30 PM Post #5 |
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Name: Jane hairst Age: 15 You are a: race car driver look; http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa115/yiyi31/l_649f2d5a5f4106fc269207d3bc6a1b6f.jpg When doing sport you look: angery Family: lives with her father ( mother is dead but she doesnt think about it ) Other: her father pushes her to dance and thinksshe is in this for dance but she is in it to drive |
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| jamie<3333333 | Sep 10 2009, 03:32 PM Post #6 |
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JANE: "have fun!" my dad called after me as I pulled out of the driveway. I hate to lie to him but, I dont want to do what he wants me to do. I want to drive and thats why im in this contest. And im determed to win too. |
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| Max_Inspired | Sep 12 2009, 09:25 AM Post #7 |
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SO WHAT...I am a ROCK STAR
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Name: Stephanie Wheeler Age: 16 Sport: Race Car Driver Look: lookeeehttp://images.allmoviephoto.com/2007_Redline/2007_redline_screen_nadia_bjorlin.jpg While in the car: Same way with a helmet and a face of determination. Family: A older brother (Sam.) who races and a father who only has faith in his son. Her mother is in another marriage. Other: Has street raced since the day she was street legal and doesn't like to loose. Stephanie.... I pulled up to the track in the car my father bought me to get me off his hands. The suped up Chevy Camero in jet black with a platinum racing stripe. it had the nitrous juiced engine and leather interior...not something any normal father would buy for their daughter. Sam had a Spyder...that lucky S.O.B. now they we going to put me into a stock car...all 800 horsepower and some serious speed...I wanted it so bad....I couldn't sign the papers fast enough. |
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*He rips picture off Velcro board* Me: You're no Fun, you know that?" Him: Too well...(starts laughing) | |
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| jamie<3333333 | Sep 15 2009, 12:53 PM Post #8 |
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Kevin The room was okay... i guess. Everyone in the contest had to share a huge house and I got here late so i got the worst room too. The only up was that the girl i saw earlyier today was next door to me and we had to share a bathroom. This is going to be a long contest. In the end im going to win the money and the babe. Jane I lyed on my bed thinking of my father and dance and racing. The only reason he makes me do dancce is because my mother used to be a dance teacher. She used to teach me how to do ballet when i was 4. Thats when i liked t. flashback *giggling girl and her mother ( both in tutus in an empty ballet studio ) * Gracefully we both danced side by side. The good times i tough to myself. *turns into a stage, father on the side lines * I danced and danced on the stage for hours almost everyday. This was the real deal, my time to shine. that was until i tripped. I looked to my dad as I got up and continued. On the side lines my dad shook his head. *turns into house * When we got home my father yelled and screamed at me for being a clutz. I cryed and ran into my bedroom slamming and locking my door. Thats the start of the hate for dance. FLAShBACK ENDS I lve him but he ruins it so much for me. He has been stressed out with work and the death of my mother that he lets it out on me and dance. I have never told him i hated it or that i wanted to out because i would hate to break him. He as been through enough hurt throught the year I figured I better not add to it. The sun was still shining as the contest starts tommorrow and sill i fell asleep on my soft comferting bed. |
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| lilyxohdang | Sep 19 2009, 08:26 PM Post #9 |
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paris eliza ! the big house we had all entered was amazing. it had three pools and huge jacuzzi's vacated all over the house. my rag bags were nothing compared to the lous vitton and juicy couture people carried around. i sighed as i settled into my room. i was sharing a room with a race car driver. and let me tell you .. if the word 'hot' could be written all over a girls body, she'd be the one they'd do it to. she had piercing blue eyes, perfect lips and nose, and lucious shiny brown hair. she was perfectly tan and her boobs .. they were huge! she had a perfect bikini body, and that race car girl driver. i was a bit intimidated. okay, not a bit. hugely. i threw the little bit of stuff i had on the bed and gently placed my guitar on top. that was my most prized possession. i had no other cares of anything. i put my hands in the back pocket of my bull head skinny jeans. "so, uhm .. whats your name?" she rolled her eyes with a 'why are you talking to me attitude'. "my name is stephanie. stephanie wheeler." i smiled, atleast i got that much out of her. "well, my name is paris eliza lindette, and i'm french." she looked at me with a grim look on her face. "thats pretty cool," stephanie said bluntly. i heard a swift movement at the door and turned to see a guy at the door. it was the same one from outside, and my heart just melted. "hello ladies. my name is kevin." i smiled, his voice was deep and masculine. "i am stephanie, and if your a driver, don't hope to win!" stephanie said confidently. "babe, you have a lot of confidence, cause you can't beat the player out of his own game!" she slid her hand over his toned body. "uhmm .. i'm paris." he looked over at me. "oh hiya toots." i rolled my eyes and proceeded to unpack my things. hunter brenden ! i unpacked my things and laid back on my bed. "i need to win this race .." |
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| Max_Inspired | Sep 20 2009, 07:00 PM Post #10 |
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SO WHAT...I am a ROCK STAR
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Steph... Okay...my attitude wasn't great...and neither was Kevin. I look at Paris and apologized for my tude. "So? What are you competeing in?" |
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*He rips picture off Velcro board* Me: You're no Fun, you know that?" Him: Too well...(starts laughing) | |
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| lilyxohdang | Sep 24 2009, 04:31 PM Post #11 |
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paris eliza ! stephanie had apologized for her serious attitude, so i forgave her. "i'm competing in music. i play acoustic and sing." she nodded her head, "thats sick. i race." i laughed, "i knew that. you have that image." she laughed too. "thats cool." hunter brenden ! this place was bustling with people, and i wasn't used to it. i got really bad heat headaches here. right now, i just wanted to go home. |
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| catye | Oct 3 2009, 12:45 PM Post #12 |
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It's Party timeee
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Jacklyn Angelou I was sitting on the coach bus on my way to the competition for my dance team. But just moments ago I'd gotten in a fight with the captian and she kicked me out. So now I'm going as a soloist and I have to use the dance that I made up years ago. It was alright I guess but I have to advice it before the competition, and it's 2 days away! And another downside is I now have to find a new hotel, and a new ride home. This. Was. Torture. I was silently wishing for a boyfriend that I could cry my eyes into, but boys would distract me from dancing. And in this competition you're not allowed to have a boyfriend. Such weird rules. |
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| Max_Inspired | Oct 3 2009, 08:49 PM Post #13 |
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SO WHAT...I am a ROCK STAR
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Steph... I left the room and sat on the edge of the pit road wall. Relationships...something I failed at. Epically. My last boyfriend tried to race me away for drugs. I watched a few guys get into cars. An Italian stopped in front of me. "Hello. Dancing is in the far wing of the complex...it's about ten miles down the road." "Yea...whatever you say." "I'm saying --" "In the wrong place...? Yea right." His accent was think as his greasy black hair. I watched as a boy who looked no older then myself, sweating and looking pretty awesome in his thin white t-shirt. Mr. Italy tapped my cheek. I recoiled in shock. "DON't Touch me." "I'm Julio." "Steph Wheeler." Pit boy piped up. "Hunter." My heart skipped a beat. I channeled my self control. I didn't want to screw up like before...and I really wished that mega hot hunter wasn't like other guys. |
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*He rips picture off Velcro board* Me: You're no Fun, you know that?" Him: Too well...(starts laughing) | |
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| lilyxohdang | Oct 3 2009, 09:20 PM Post #14 |
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paris eliza ! i sat on the edge of the pool, strumming my guitar. my feet dangled in the water. i watched as people passed by, not even noticing. i guess that was a sign for : you suck, stop it now. i sighed and put my guitar down. i sensed a guy looking at me, and my insides became tingly. he crept over, looking down at me. he finally crouched down after awhile and looked into my eyes. "why did you stop?" he asked solemnly. "uh.. because i'm no good." he used two fingers to bring our eyes together. "don't ever let anyone tell you that, your amazing." he got up and walked away, i didn't even catch his name .. hunter brenden ! > score one. i looked around the lobby. i spotted a girl on a bench crying. she had her hair pushed back into a high ponytail and she looked like an easy target. "hey, i'm hunter." she looked up, tears streaming, red and puffy eyed. "i'm natasha." i sat down next to her and put my muscular toned arm around her. "whats wrong?" "everything, my life is just a mess." bang bang, i'd got her. "it's okay, i'll be here for you. anytime you need a shoulder to cry on. this one is yours." i tapped my right shoulder and watched as her face lit up. |
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| Max_Inspired | Oct 3 2009, 09:33 PM Post #15 |
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SO WHAT...I am a ROCK STAR
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Steph.~.~.~. I'd watched Hunter with Tasha earlier...he was skilled I'd give him that...normally guys who'd pulled that kind of stunt wreaked of desperateness. He didn't look desperate. Okay..he definitely wasn't desperate..he couldn't have been with the sweaty biceps and the abs. My god... I got into the car. I needed horsepower. I needed something. I pulled off pit road and took a slow lap before rocketing into 3rd gear, then 4th. I whipped around the track. Clocking lap times faster then Mr. Italy and a few other foreigners. Sweat beaded under my helmet with my determination. A few more hundredths of a second and I'd have the track record. My foot floored the gas as I slipped into turn 4. The record was mine. Every guy within distance watched my pull my helmet off and climbed out of the car. Robbie, my crew chief tossed me a Gatorade. "not bad Sparkplug." "Could easily be better." "Hey, save it for Sunday will ya. You've got 42 guys to beat." "True." he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Hendrick is said to show up at sometime to recruit." "Really?!" "YUP!" I nearly skipped. Which normally wasn't my image. I did it anyway. I was gonna get a job...I was gonna get a job...I was gonna get a job... And Sam wasn't here to spoil my fun. How sweet it was...Oh how sweet it was! |
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*He rips picture off Velcro board* Me: You're no Fun, you know that?" Him: Too well...(starts laughing) | |
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| catye | Oct 3 2009, 09:33 PM Post #16 |
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Jacklyn I hurried off the bus with my luggage. I'd just hung up with Holiday Inn and it was about half a mile away. I couldn't figure out how to get there, I really didnt want to walk all the way there. But I did anyway. And right after I got my key to my room, I took a nice cool shower. |
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| Max_Inspired | Oct 4 2009, 07:55 PM Post #17 |
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SO WHAT...I am a ROCK STAR
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Stephanie! The cars were all lined up with shiney new paint and wild numbers emblazed on the sides. I leaned against my car, my Pepsi fire-suit making me sweat in the summer heat. I glanced down pit road. Watching all the boys talk to the press and their crew chiefs, I tapped my feet on the pavement. All I need was a good run. I watched Hunter toss a football to his pit crew guys, he was so relaxed...i was so paranoid. I watched him over throw his jack man and it bouce into my pit box. I picked it up. "Obviously this is yours!" i called to him. I sent a perfect spiral back to him. I flashed to when Sam and i used to do that in the infield the night before he'd race. Instantaneously i relaxed. I climbed into my car and took a few deep breaths. Let's do this... |
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| jamie<3333333 | Oct 5 2009, 03:24 PM Post #18 |
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kevin: I was busy playing my gutiar outside on the bench in the park in the middle of the city. The park was fulled with people just chilling and playing ball in the grass. The only thing i heard was the wind blowing threw the trees and people laughing and having fun. I was watching theese girls play volleyball and trying to write my new song for the conest, so far I only got the chorus. geesh I need alot of work. After geting pissed and watching girls jump up and down I went back to the house. On the way to my room I noticed the girl paris or something's bra on her floor. mmmmmmm. Jane: After practicing for forever I decided to go around town shopping. When I was walking I noticed a girl that looked like she was from the contest going into a dinner. I decided to aleast try to make friends while Im here, so I went in the dinner and tried to "bump into her". When I "bumped into her" she didnt give me a dirty look like I thought she would have, instead she smiled. " Hi I'm Jacklyn." I replyed with my name. and mentioned that we were in the contest together. In the end we ended up sitting at the same table. |
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| catye | Oct 7 2009, 05:35 PM Post #19 |
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Jacklyn We were walking out of the diner now and I was full from the nice mean that we ate together. "So I heard you got kicked of your team?" She asked. "Yeah...," I replied, "Um I got to go though, because I also now have to have an indivitual dance routine, and I have to practice it. Um.. if you want to help you could come over and give me tips? But it's kinda getting late now so i don't know if you want to." It felt awkward to say that and I waited for her reaction. |
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| jamie<3333333 | Oct 7 2009, 08:49 PM Post #20 |
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Jane I smiled when she said that. thinking to myself maybe I wont be lying to my father. I will be in the contest for dance, will my moves anyway. This was going to be off the hook! I told her that I would help her after my practice tommorrow. After we pasted a couple of buildings we said an akward goodbye and headed off in our own driections. |
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