Role Play Here

Koala: >:c Don't get chur knickers in a twist. I'm working on it. Give me a few minutes. My attention span is the size of a gnats.

Dat. Is. Hilarious. OMG SORRY KOALASHIT, WE WERE HAVING FUN! I'm just kidding. xD You're fine, Boobear. The manly, manly, BooBear. And um, motivational issues. What do I do with that? Screw it, I'm gonna start, I'll make my male later, Spotty-O! 8D

Kelsey sat in her car (this is cute af) and blasted her music. Applying one last layer of lip gloss, Kelsey set down her gloss and turned off her car as she sat there, looking around, unaware of what to do. She had just arrived home from school, the last day to be exact, and was now waiting to go to one of the greatest parties in her life. With a sigh, she slowly got out, fixing her blouse and dusting off her shirt of imaginary particals before heading inside to go get ready. Flipping out her phone, she decided to text one of her good friends, Vixen. "Hey Vixen, I just wanted to know what I should wear?" she asked in the text, smiling as she flipped it back and put it in her pocket, awaiting that little sound to inform her that she had texted back. As soon as she was done texting, she scurried in the house and debated what to do from there. She hoped Vixen would text her back before the party started, she really had no idea what to wear. 

Basics

Name: Delilah Elise Darling

Nickname(s): Delilah, Lilah, Darling Delilah

Preferred Name: Delilah or Lilah

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Female

Password: We Can Dance Forever

Getting Up Close and Personal

Personality: Delilah is Delilah...you'd just have to meet her. (Oh dear god so very sorry xc)

Biography: x

Enjoys: Animals, horses, writing, drawing, music, the Internet, bows, dresses, Disney (sftu), dimples, accents, and a lot more.

Dislikes: Loud noises (unless it's music), people who use the word "swag", guys who act like douches, ect.

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Single

Family then Friends

Mother: Kelley Darling

Father: Jim Darling

Brother(s): None.

Sister(s): None.

Friendships: Anyone she can talk to, usually.

Enemies: Hopefully none.

Pretty Little Thing Indeed

Hair Color: Deep brown

Eye color: Blue

Height: 5'2"

Weight: 110 lbs

Mutations: None.

Image:

Delilah

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Basics

Name: Connor James Matthews

Nickname(s): x

Preferred Name: Connor

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Male

Password: We Can Dance Forever

Getting Up Close and Personal

Personality: I can't think straight right now. Please meet Mr. Connor Matthews.

Biography: x

Enjoys: Videogames, music, photography, drawing, animals, being with friends

Dislikes: People who bully, in other words, people who piss him off.

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Single

Family then Friends

Mother: Treasure Matthews

Father: Erich Matthews

Brother(s): None

Sister(s): None

Friendships: Various people.

Enemies: Hopefully no one.

Pretty Little Thing Indeed

Hair Color: Jet black

Eye color: Bright blue

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 140 lbs.

Mutations: Ears

Image:

Connor

Well you're just full of butterflies and compliments, aren't you all?

I'll wait until I know what I'm doing. ^.^

Well that took entirely way too long.

And still, none of you have started.

Tisk, tisk. XD

NEYERS! I THOUGHT YOU DIED! DUN DO THAT TO ME! YOU SCARED ME. xDD And Yes, yes we are. It's sarcasm. The third disease of mine. xDD

{Edit:} CORRECTION, TITIPOO. Look up a little. ^-^

Double Edit GTG shopping at this goddamn time? Really people? Okay...

Basics

Name: "Ashleigh Marie Locke," (pronounced Ash-lay)

Nickname(s): Ashes, Asher, Bitch

Preferred Name: "Call me either Ashleigh or Ashes,"

Age: 18 years

Gender: female

Password: We can dance forever

Getting Up Close and Personal

 Personality: Ashleigh is a unique individual. She likes tattoos, piercings, and any way of self-expression. She speaks her mind, and doesn't care if she hurts anyone's feelings. If she doesn't like you, you will know it. Sometimes, she can be an outright bitch. She curses loudly and often, and overuses the word "fack." She is also known for being kind (once in a while), and outgoing. Though, make her mad and all hell will break loose. She has a bad temper...Sidenote: She has a British accent.

Biography: 

Enjoys: Loud music, any form of self-expression, England, Cats, Doctor Who, being alone, night time, singing, drawing, Matt Smith (the British actor)

Dislikes: Overly flirtatious guys and girls, venomous snakes, spiders, anyone who pisses her off, Justin Bieber, overly obnoxious people

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual 

Relationship Status: Single

Family and Friends:

Mother: Lenora Locke (biological mum, and who she lives with); Carey Wilson (step mum)

Father: Rory Wilson (biological dad)

Brother(s): none.

Sister(s): none

Friendships: "I haven't made any friends here yet, and I don't think my cat counts,"

Enemies: "That is a long list, mate,"

Pretty Little Thing Indeed

Hair color: "My hair is naturally brown, but I have chosen to dye it a light lilac color,"

Eye color: "Hazel,"

Height: "I think I'm 5 foot 5 inches,"

Weight: "119 pounds," 

Mutations: "I have many tattoos; many scars; my ears are gauged, and I have my naval pierced,"

Image: http://tiny-yeast-farts.tumblr.com/post/53067039794 

Would it be okay if I posted my guy in a bit? I'm having issues with finding a picture for him ...

Nanners and Tarter Sauce: Accepted, but I gots to go o3o

Bye Spotty (: and thanks for accepting me 

Name:Anastasia Marie Solaia Sanchez // Mariah Carmen Sanchez // Bryan Carlen  Sanchez // Creol Ray Markish Sanchez

Nickname(s): Anna, Asian girl, Exotic Mystery //  Mariah or Carmen, Cheer Queen, Sweet Bitch // Bryan // Creol

Preferred Name: Sol // Carmen // Bryan // Ray

Age: Just turned 17 // 17 // 18 // 18

Gender: Female // Female // Male // Male

Password: We can dance forever

Getting Up Close and Personal

Personality: Meet us

Biography: Sol and Ray were born in Guam, with their mom. They were raised there untill their Dad, came when Sol was 6 and Ray was 71/2. From there they lived with him in Italy, with his wife and two kids, Carmen and Bryan. Then they all moved to the Americas, where they now live.

Enjoys: Singing, Art, Dancing, culture and boys. She loves art basically. She also enjoys swimming and cheer. // Carmen enjoys Boys, make-up, shopping, cheerleading, modeling and dancing. // Bryan enjoys sports and girls // Ray enjoys sports, like soccer and baseball. He also enjoys Writing and playing music. He is a talented musican like his sister.

Dislikes:

Sexual Orientation: HeteroSexual // Bi-sexual // Heterosexual // Bi-sexual

Relationship Status: Single for all

Family then Friends

Mother: Analisea Mosheka // Stacia Lynn // Stacia Lynn // Analisea Mosheka

Father: Anthony Valentino

Brother(s):Ray and Bryan// Ray and Bryan // Ray // Bryan

Sister(s):Carmen // Sol // Carmen and Sol // Carmen and Sol

Friendships: Best friends: Carly and Lela // Sarah and Arron, and pretty much the whole school // His football team, but mainly his home boys: Ryan, Kel, and Xavier // His girl best friend: Lelani and Shayla  His best guy friends: Noah and Mickey.

Enemies:

Pretty Little Thing Indeed

Hair Color: Brownish/Blondeish it gets a brighter blonde in the sun // Blonde // Brown // Brown

Eye color: Blue/Turqouise, but it changes to a purplish blue later // Hazel // Green // Brown

Height:5'4 // 5'5 // 6'3 // 6'2

Weight: -.- Never ask a girl that// Do you wana be slapped // Pure muscle // 160, pure muscle

Mutations: Ears, tongue and belly button // Belly button and ears // Neither // Ears (gages)

Image:

Sol

The one on the right with the bright flash on her head

Carmen                      Bryan

Ray

LMAO! Of COURSE SIBSTER Don't forget to rp on Cruise.

Ohh ok. Well Farewell to you My lovely Sibster, untill tomorrow

Back! Angel chur accepted nai ._. I has to switch to my bedroom o3o

Vixen pulled into her driveway in the driver seat of her Silverado when she heard her iPhone 5 vibrate in her purse. Putting the lage truck into park, she reached over onto the passenger side and picked up her bag before setting it into her lap after straightening herself. "Who could this be...?" She muttered softly, pulling her phone out and pressing the home button, lighting up the screen. She saw it was a text from Kelsey, asking what she should wear to the party. It had reminded her that Vessa was throwing a party tonight to welcome the summer. Texting back, Vixen sent: I'll be over shortly to help. She locked her screen before replacing her bag onto the passenger side and starting her truck once more. Pulling out of her parking lot, she drove to Kelsey's home. Vixen arrived there shorly and pulled to a stop infront of her best friend's house before shutting off the engine, removing the key, and unbuckling herself. She got out of the vehicle and walked to Kelsey's front door, locking the Silverado. Once at the door, Vixen didn't bother to knock, she'd been here more times than she could remember.

Ashleigh rummages through her closet, throwing out pieces of clothing that don't please her. As she throws out a shimmery tank top, she sighs, "Fack this." She walks out of the closet and over to her bed where her black and white cat, named Binx, lounges. "I can't decide what to wear, Binxy!" she exclaims, flopping down next to him. The cat merely moves a little and curls into Ashleigh's side, almost immediately falling asleep. "You are no help at all," she says. "I need an outfit for this party, and all you do is sleep. Thank you for being there for me Binxy," she continues. "Ace mate you are." Ashleigh slides off of her bed, leaving Binx to sleep. She lands in a pile of discarded dresses and tops and begins to reexamine each and every piece.

Vessa strolled into her large house after a long day at school. She set her bag and keys onto the counter top before seeing a note on the refriderator. Pulling it off, Vessa read the words and smiled. Her father and stepdragon will be leaving for the summer, leaving her and Logan alone for the summer. They were taking a vacation out in Hawaii and won't be back until the week before school started. Oh, the blessing of having a father who was not only a tattoo artist, but also a lawyer. He went on a bunch of vacations, and always took Godzilla with him. Vessa hated her stepmother with a passion, the woman was abusive towards Vessa because the young Irish girl reminded her too much of her mother and of Noah's old life. Vessa's body was covered in scars from where Natasha's beatings have gotten out of hand. Anyway, vessa moved from the kitchen to her bedroom upstairs to prepare for tonight Summber Bash. The first party of the summer.

I'mma just say meh boys are.... o3o Wait, who are my boys?! Oh, right. Derek and Tanner. They'll be getting ready for da party also \m/ (OuO) \m/

Sol

Sat in her room. Her radio was blasting and she was designing a new outfit. She glanced at her time and looked around. Hmmm, I need something new. She went to her dresser, pulled out a wallet and pulled out 200 bucks. She had saved this, by babysitting last summer. She grabbed her phone and ran out her room and down the stairs. She was stopped by Carmen.

Carmen

Sol, where you going? She was twirling her Blonde with pink streak hair. She was still putting on her pink strawberry lip gloss. Anyways, all I know is. You better be ready and back here by 5. I still have to go pick up Sarah and Arron, then were stopping by that cutie Javons house and pick him and his home bois up. So make sure you look cute and pretty. I don't want him thinking I have a loser sister.

Sol

Glared and pinned her hair up That is none of your business, Carm. She rolled her eyes Don't worry, I won't embarass you infront of your little friends. Now can you get out my way, so I can get in my car and go to the store.

Carmen

Shook her head and pushed past her. You're such a loser sometimes. She barged back into her room and turned on her stereo, playing JB.

Sol

Bitch she mumbled under her breath and ran out the door and slammed her car door. She turned on the radio and blasted her favorite song, by Arianna Grande. Some people, say she sings like her. She began singing to the song. She rolled down the windows and put her sunglasses on.