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Alyssa was so happy. She could not think of a moment in her life where she felt happier. However, the flash of a camera followed by a click broke her away. She untied herself from Mark to look for the source of the light. She saw a young, stocky man holding a camera, which was still pointed...

As Mark spun her, the lights around Alyssa turned into streaks of color she could not make out. She was breathing heavily. The dance was exhilarating. Alyssa followed Mark's steps perfectly. He was the best partner that she ever had. The rest of the world held no meaning to her. Her parents were...

Alyssa nodded her head yes and dragged Mark towards the dance floor. She hoped that the dim lights of the building hid her blush from Mark. She got them to a place that was a little less dense than other parts of the floor. She pulled one of Mark's hands onto her own waist, blushing fiercely...

"My mother always told me that drinking beer wasn't lady like," Alyssa replied, scrunching her nose. "Plus it smells bad." The waitress brought their drinks back. "Thank-you," Alyssa said to her. She gulped down her water. It was hot in the tavern; there were so many people. She put her empty...

"Uh... Uh," she stuttered. Sensory overload, much. Alyssa was used to big, airy rooms. If there was any music playing, it was light. Piano stuff, maybe a few violins. Not whatever the band in the corner was playing, while the lead singer was belting out some song. Alyssa really understand what...

The pair approach the edge of town. Even this late at night, it was still bustling. A few people passed Alyssa. She was not recognized. It brought a small smile to her face. "Amazing..." she whispered. Alyssa looked around the town. One building caught her eye. It was very brightly lit and music...

Limit of 3 strengths minimum of 3 weaknesses perhaps

Yesterday I told my parents I was going to the school's fall play, I actually picked up boyfriend there and went to Sheetz where we ordered chicken nuggets to share. When we were at Sheetz, apparently some drag racers were meeting there, so we almost got run over a few times BUT WE DIDN'T THAT...

"Ach! I'm sorry, Mark!" she gushed. She dusted herself off. "Yes, I'm fine; I just lost my balance for a second. I obviously never did anything like this before," she laughed nervously. "Just give me a moment to catch my breath, please." Alyssa rested her hands on her knees and took a few seep...

Dante approached the lamp post. Merryn nodded a greeting to him. When he reached the group she told him what they were up to. "Well, currently Hiro is doing her technology.... thing," she said, glancing at the girl on her computer. Hiro was tapping along wildly and Merryn honestly had no idea...

Alyssa nods and watches as Mark acrobatically makes his way over the fence. After he is safely over. She grips the rope with her own hands and pulls herself over the fence. After she reaches the top, she swings her legs over to the other side and begens the descent down. However, when she...

Alyssa shook her head. "It's okay, it's not your fault," she tells Mark. Alyssa gladly accepts the hand cream from him, however. "Thank you." Alyssa carefully opened the tube and squeezed out a little of the cream onto her hands. She rubbed it over the sore marks. The cream left her hands...

((Sorry about not posting yesterday! I'm in the marching band, and we had a football game yesterday, so I literally had no time)) "Oh dear, okay, here I go..." Alyssa tied her knapsack to her back and looked out the window. She gulped. It was a long way down and if she slipped, well, her...

Alyssa stared at the two Marks, shaking her head. " You guys look exactly the same. Exactly. How am I to tell you apart?" she asked herself. She snapped her fingers when she came up with the answer. Alyssa undid her ponytail and let her ringlets hang loose. She pulled a black ribbon out of her...

Alyssa's mouth dropped open. "Wow... it looks just like me!" she said in awe. She poked her doppelgänger's cheek. "Feels like a real person too! And we're even wearing the same clothes! Mark, I really don't complement you enough. You're amazing," she told him. Doppelgänger Alyssa ended up doing...

Well, look like the gangs all here then. I (or someone else) could make a message if we wanted to plan stuff.

In the midst of her dream, Alyssa felt someone tapping her shoulder. "Mmmrmgrr," she mumbled, flailing her arm around. She didn't want to wake up! She was having a very pleasant dream. A few words penetrated her mind "....Alyssa," then something something something "adventure," Ahh! That was it...

Well, I'd love to help you! (I actually gm'ed in a Hunger Games Role Play before, just not on this site. It was good fun)

Great! I would volunteer to help moderate... But I have little to no BBCode skills... So yeah... Instead, may I reserve a male 4 and a female 7?

I'd like to join, but in all the fighting role plays I've done so far no one submits to death. That's incredibly annoying. This is the Hunger Games, 21 people HAVE to die. Anyway, will there be a way to moderate this? If that's not going to be a problem here I'll join in a heartbeat