Realistic or Modern A Summer to Remember

[Keira Winston]

Characters





The pretty face -Acacia "Cacia" Joelle Monet

(@Sugar Honey Iced Tea )

The goof ball is funny, social, and a bit crazy. He is everyone's best friend. Sometimes he comes across as immature, but he never disappoints you. He came to make friends, but he might find more than that.


To make an application for a character, simply paste the description below and paste a picture of your character along with it. Then, you must type up a writing sample. If I like your post, you are accepted.

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[Tsiwentiio]

The princess is high maintenance, vain, and sassy, but she actually has a heart. She is secretly dating the geek, and doesn't want to be looked down on for that. Little does she know, her secret relationship is making the geek feel insecure. She is the player's brother.

Writing Sample

"Mom please try to shop quickly, I don't feel like staying here till I'm 30" Aliana said to her mother as they entered the large store. Ali walked around the store, her mother was somewhere in the furniture section, it seemed like every other month she needed something new for the house. She slowly walked around casually looking at all the decorations and little trinkets that were placed all through out the store. She was bored out of her mind, her mother loved to take her sweet old time picking out things. She sat down on an all white couch, which was quite nice actually. She unzipped her purse searching or her phone, she spotted the sparkle phone case and grabbed it, she had some notifications from instagram and facebook but nothing too important. She kept looking over her shoulder to see her mother asking one to many questions. She sat and looked down at her newly painted nails, she thought of how much her life had changed within the last few years, her parents had spilt up and her grandmother passed away. For a little while she wasn't really depressed about it but became a little more cynical about everything, anything her parents or brother said seemed to piss her off.

Finally after what seemed like forever, Ali's mother was ready to leave. Ali really didn't like to drive but her mother hated it more than she did. She unlocked the door to their suburban and placed her purse in the back seat and got in the driver side. She put her sun glasses on and turned on the vehicle "Did you fins anything mother" Ali said as she started to turn the vehicle "No not this time, where is your brother" Ali thought for a minute "I don't know, it' not my job to keep up with him, he's probably at some random girls house getting b...""Don't you talk about your brother like that Aliana" her mother snapped at her. But it was probably true, her mother never wanted to believe that her perfect baby boy would do anything that Ali told her. Ali took her time driving home, it was quiet after that, all Ali was thinking about was her boyfriend, well her secret boyfriend. She felt an overwhelming wave of guilt, just the fact that SHE wants to keep it that way.

Ali slowed down as they reached her house, she carefully pulled into the three car garage. She handed her mother the keys and grabbed her purse out of the back. Her mother unlocked the door leading into the house and opened it, holding it open for Ali. Ali shut the door behind her, she looked down the hallway, she hated staying with her mother, she would rather be with her father. She walked into the kitchen "What is that?, it looks a glass mold of Kim Kardashian's butt" she stared down at a ugly large fruit bowl her mother placed on the counter. Her mother gave her an annoyed look, She walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. She walked up the large stair case and went past her brother's room and the guest room. Ali had the larger room, she didn't really have to fight with her brother much for it, no matter what she was going to get it anyway. She opened the door, her room was painted a nice light pink color, her dressers and bedding and bed frame were all white. She walked into her closet, she changed into shorts and grabbed a sweater with captain Americas shield on it. Despite popular belief, Ali is actually a big marvel fan, she really only really shown her boyfriend that side of her. She laid down on her bed, and unplugged her IPad, she once again scrolled through social media.
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[ALittleRedLie]

The Bookworm

The bookworm is kind, bubbly, and intelligent. She may sometimes be oblivious, naive, and childish. She loves the jock dearly and is trying to find a way to keep him. She knows she will never be the pretty face and does not know what to do about the pretty face.

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Kylynn Wilfred

Writing Sample

Kylynn sat on the bleachers, reading The Road, with only a few glances up to the girl she always envied. The one her boyfriend couldn't keep his eyes off of. Her boyfriend, the jock, was standing at the end of the field, talking to a few of his friends. He glanced at her to wave, but his eyes also trailed back to the pretty face, causing for Kylynn's heart to sink. When the superior girl glances back at Kylynn, the latter shuts her book and grabs her ballet shoes, leading herself down the bleachers. She didn't want to start anything and she was running late for ballet anyways. She quickly waved to her boyfriend, before walking to her car and driving away.

Kylynn truly loved him, but she didn't know what was going to happen now that he still had eyes for her. She decided to ignore the problem, she didn't want to have the bad thoughts in her mind. She was going to dance, she needed a clear head. Her rings chimed as she tapped her fingers against the steering wheel. She tapped more and more as she became more frustrated. The thing was she couldn't not think about her dear boyfriend and Ms. Pretty Face.

The girl loudly, sighed out. Looking down to her phone, she thought of calling him before practice. But she whips her head away. You love him, so trust him. She repeated the words that it almost sounded like a chant. He loves you, he won't leave. She said this after the first, the two sentences becoming songs in her head as she calmed down.

Nothing to worry about, Kylynn, she said to herself as she finally pulled into the studio's parking lot.​

 

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The Goofball


Elliot Clive Ransom

The goofball is funny, social, and a bit crazy. He is everyone's best friend. Sometimes he comes across as immature, but he never disappoints you. He came to make friends, but he might find more than that. The Goofball

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Writing Sample


See, today was Saturday, the oh so glorious day Elliot had been awaiting for what seemed like years- let's ignore the fact that it had only been a few days; Elliot is an impatient boy. He, as a teenage boy, who was almost an adult no less, had plans. Sure. His plans may have been something like stay in bed half the day, wake up and have some Starbucks, watch some TV and then go back to bed, but it was the weekend and he was allowed to on the weekends, because that's what weekends are for. But no. Heaven forbid poor little Elliot could sleep in. His alarm clock had other plans. Within seconds, the God awful ringing of the alarm clock filled Elliot's bedroom, and the boy was sent practically flying through the air, his heart pounding as it had scared him. Why wouldn't it? The alarm wasn't supposed to go off on Saturday. With a rather loud, very much dismal groan, Elliot cracked open his eyes and slammed his hand against the 'snooze' button. Of course he had forgotten to turn the alarm off the night before. Of course he had. And it was much too late to go back to sleep now, he was already awake for Christ's sake.


Within minutes, Elliot had rolled out of bed, and he had gathered and put on his clothing for the day, ditching his plans to just sleep and deciding to visit the park or something. Maybe go out for lunch or meet some friends- which he had a lot of. He made sure to spend a few extra minutes in front of the mirror, winking at his reflection because damn he was looking mighty-fine today. Pulling out his lovely cracked up, penguin case covered iPhone, the boy sent a series text to a few of his friends.


"I am a loner and crave human interaction."


"Lol jk. I'm hungry affff"


"Guys reallly I neeeed food"


"Dead."


"Omfg you guys hate me, leaving me all alone in a house without food ;-;"



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[luriechu]

The Bad Girl


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What's life without a little risk? Sirius Black

Alaska Pepper


"The bad girl is chill, tough, and fun. She is not one to mess with. She can't stand drama or people involved in it. This is why she's enemies with the slut and the party girl. The bad girl is always there for her best friend and will beat any guy up for her if she needs it. She has a secret crush on the skater, but doesn't know how to show it."





Writing sample


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"Hey! I see them!"


Sirens wailed in the background, Alaska and her friends leaped over one fence, two fences, THREE! They heard the sounds of policemen following them. Alaska ducked into an alleyway followed by her best friend Neva.


They hid behind the massive been and waited for the police to pass. When they did, the night suddenly got too cold, and the alley too dark. Alaska shivered and trudged her way home. That did NOT go as planned.

 

[Mariam]

Skylar Jenson "The Slut"

The slut is wild, carefree, and promiscuous. She has low morals and spends her time partying and getting wasted. She has gotten her hands on almost every guy. Her current conquest is the player. She tries to pretend she doesn't care about guys, but she's secretly insecure and just wants to be loved. She had previously dated the skater and wants him back.


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Writing Sample

Skylar was drunk, Yet again. She made the choice to stick around the party instead of walking out with her friends, She was so damn Stubborn. Skylar didn't care at this point, She continued to sip her red cup filled with beer. She danced to the loud music that was blasting through the basement.

 

[Cosimia]

Jada Scott - The Slut

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The slut is wild, carefree, and promiscuous. She has low morals and spends her time partying and getting wasted. She has gotten her hands on almost every guy. Her current conquest is the player. She tries to pretend she doesn't care about guys, but she's secretly insecure and just wants to be loved. She had previously dated the skater and wants him back.

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Writing Sample

Jada walked outside, free, after two days in confinement. She wasn't one to get caught, but the party Friday night was no exception to her "live young die fast" motto. She had kissed every guy in the room, and most girls, all while holding a red cup in her dainty black manicure. "It's not my fault I'm pretty," she had mumbled to herself while she was being manhandled into the back of a police car by two officers. Since she was the oldest of her friends, and undeniably the most rebellious, she was eligible to be actually go to adult prison. With rich parents however, she had been bought out. This time. Today, Jada stepped outside the local jail, and sauntered into the nearby bodega that stood on the corner of the street. Without any hesitation, she sashayed up to the counter. "Got any smokes?" Jada asked, her deep and flowing voice filling the room. She tapped her black manicure on the fake granite counter, the same nails that had run through every boy's hair in her high school. The cashier smiled, immediately recognizing Jada. "For you, Jade, I've got anything," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice. Jada rolled her eyes and accepted the pack handed to her, and slid a 20 out of her bra that she found the night before. Giving a wave in appreciation, Jada left the bodega and immediately lit up a cigarette, just out of the police station. If she was caught, so be it. Life is for living.

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[amxlia]

Abigail "Abi" Beaumont


"The Bad Girl"





The bad girl is chill, tough, and fun. She is not one to mess with. She can't stand drama or people involved in it. This is why she's enemies with the slut. The bad girl is always there for her best friend and will beat any guy up for her if she needs it. She has a secret crush on the skater, but doesn't know how to show it.




Writing Sample

Abi blasted past a semi truck on her motorcycle, leaving the car that'd challenged her to a race in her dust. Skidding to a stop, her face back to the way she had come, she took off her helmet and ruffled up her short blonde hair with a smirk. The black mustang that was now rightfully hers pulled into a nearby parking lot and the surly-looking driver got out, walking over with his arms crossed.


"Hey, don't be mad Rico," she teased, taking the pink-tinted ownership papers from him," I'll give you a three out of five for my bike if you want."





He gave her a nasty look before walking away down the road. She chuckled and walked over to her new car. She'd left her bike against the wall of the nearby bar; if anyone touched it they'd have to deal with her, something no one in these parts wanted to do. She turned the ignition key and heard the engine start loudly. She smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye, and shifted into the right gear. This was going to be fun.

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[AnarchyReins]

James Achilles Black


"The Player"


Writing Sample

Jay walked over to the tool kit in the corner. He was currently working on his motorcycle in the autobody shop downtown. He was about to reattach his engine when a cute girl walked in with her mom. The girl said she needed help with her car, saying it broke down just up the road. The mom stayed in the shop talking to the owner about how much it was going to cost. Jay followed the girl to her car. "Hi I'm Miranda. So we were driving and my car broke down and I am not sure what is wrong with it." Miranda said. Jay took a look at the car and figures out that he engine belt came off. Jay put it back on. "Here I think I fixed the problem." Jay said He then went to wipe his hands off on his shirt successfully getting oil on it. "Crap." Jay took off his white t-shirt oblivious to the girls blush forming. "Thanks a bunch Jay. Here let me see your hand." Jay didn't even question how she knew his nickname. Jay held out his hand, and let her write her number on it. "Oh Miranda I will call you sometime, but I have something for you." Jay leaned down and kissed her cheek gently. He then flashed her his signature mischievous smirk, and ran back to the Auto Body shop to get and shirt and go back to his motorcycle.
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[Periidot]

Levi Clarke


The Jock

The jock is sweet, charming, and friendly. He is currently dating his tutor-turned girlfriend, the bookworm. He thinks he has everything he's wanted, that's until he sees his ex. He has never truly gotten over the pretty face, and he knows he messed up. He tries to deny his feelings for the pretty face but somehow ends up falling for her. He still loves the bookworm, and is torn between the two.

Writing Sample

Levi fluffed up two pillows before diving straight into his bed. He ran, counted down, everything. This was his nightly routine after football practice. Sure, it was a bit childish--he wouldn't exactly want to be caught having a race with Caspar--but Levi was a big believer in maintaining a child like spirit. Especially since he was headed off to college in a few months.

Out of instinct, he checked his pocket for his phone. It was a sleek, black color, warm from being used a little too much. His lock screen was a picture of him and his girlfriend, Kylynn. A small smile spread across his face. Never would he have thought that his English tutor would become so special to him. She was so adorable and wonderful.

But, when he thought about Kylynn, he also thought about Cacia. Ahem, Acacia he meant. "C'mon Levi, the breakup was for the best." Yet, their relationship lasted two years. Two years of cutesy photo shoots and watching her perform on stage. So many secrets were shared and memories that he was supposed to put away. During his last football practice, Acacia and Levi locked eyes. She effortlessly glided across the field like it was her stage. Just like when she danced.

However, he formed new memories with Kylynn. He couldn't give that up...he knew he couldn't go wrong with her. The more he thought about the two, the more his brain hurt. "Levi, Ca--Acacia's dating someone else. Just forget about her." He tried to run away from his problems through sleep. Why couldn't his heart and mind agree?

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[BrightEyes]

Palmer - The Geek

Name: Palmer Michael Lewis


Role: The Geek


The geek is sweet, awkward, and dorky. He is often found playing video games. He has never really cared much about popularity until he met the princess. Although their relationship is great, the geek is not sure if he is good enough for the princess. He becomes quite insecure about his social standing.


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Palmer reaches his arms into the air as he manages to sit up in his bed. The sunlight floods into his room through an opening in his navy curtains, but the male isn't annoyed by it like some teenagers might be. He is actually a morning person and has been naturally waking up just after sunrise for years, unless he has an alarm set for earlier. He stumbles about his room, having memorized the piles of clutter about the floor. Palmer switches his television off, making the "Game Over" screen disappear. Although the graphics are terrible, the male enjoys classic video games just as much as new releases, so he had spent most the night playing a PlayStation version of the old arcade game Black Tiger. In the game, you must jump across surfaces while defeating enemies with your warrior character's unlimited collection of arrows. Of course, he only had time to play in between his texts with his girlfriend, so his player died multiply times from obvious dangers.


The male smiles at the thought of his girlfriend. Although their relationship is a secret from everyone else and he doesn't have to fit a mold for the public eye, Palmer can't help feeling insecure every time the girl smiles at him. She's so beautiful and has such a confident presence; he feels he may never live up to the title of being her boyfriend. Shaking his head, Palmer tells himself to stop worrying so early in the day and heads downstairs, still wearing his pajamas of Superman boxers and a white t-shirt. Once in the kitchen, the male clumsily pours himself a bowl of cereal, but when he goes to retrieve the milk, the fridge has an empty space. Palmer dramatically "slams" the refrigerator door shut, knowing that the soft-close design would slow the motion before it caused much noise.


"Damn, you, kitchen elves!"


When Palmer was little, kitchen elves are what his mother always blamed when they didn't have enough food in the house. The male laughs at himself for ever believing her and heads back to his room to get dressed. The home is a decent size, but it is on the smaller size compared to others in the area. The male loves the space, though, as he and his mother used to live in a small trailer home when he was growing up. Three years ago his mom married a single father, adding an additional financial source, as well as three new people to his family. Palmer now lives with his mother, step-father, and two younger step-siblings: Jazz, 14 years old, and Jack, 12 years old. They don't get along perfectly, but the male has learned to adapt and now sees his younger siblings as equals. He is still very protective of his mother, but he helps out the whole family when he can. Plus, Jack has an appreciation for his video games and comic collection.


Grabbing a granny-smith apple on the way, Palmer bites into the fruit while striding up the stairs. Upon entering his bedroom, he goes to his closet and takes out a pair of jeans and a tshirt. He finishes the apple, tosses its core into his trashcan, and begins to change. The male puts on his jeans, but, looking at the shirt again, he second guesses himself. Alianna might not want him looking so nerdy when he's around her, even if they are just friends to everyone else. He digs in his closet through different graphic, childish, and casual shirts. Finally, he finds one of his few button ups. Although it's short-sleeved and plaid, Palmer believes it's kind of nice and puts it on, over his undershirt. He then goes to the bathroom, brushes his teeth, puts on deodorant, makes sure his hair isn't totally out of place, and points playfully at his reflection.


"Lookin' good in the neighborhood, General Palmer."


The male laughs and returns to his room. He turns on his television and brings his wireless controller to his desk chair. Nothing like an early morning to beat his highschool. Don't get him wrong, Palmer doesn't just lay around all day, but he knows better than to text any of his friends before 8am. He sets an alarm, deciding he will text Alianna around 9 to see if she wants to do anything today with just him.

 

[Hibiscus]

Damon King


"The Player"

The player is everything you would imagine in a bachelor; charming, flirtatious, and undeniably an insatiable lover. Damon is every girl's wildest dreams, and he makes sure he's always seen as this. Despite looking, acting, and believing the part, Damon lost his true self many years ago. The facade that the player is known for crumbles when he is alone; and now only his sister can remember the reserved, sincere, and genuine Damon he used to be.

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The road into town was smooth, Damon's Corvette practically gliding over the road into town. Along either side were quaint shops, fresh fruit stands, and many people packing up for their vacations. The sun was setting across the town and cast a soft glow that made the quiet town an even more beautiful sight. It was only when loud music from the local club caught Damon's attention did he pull over from his daydream driving.


Stepping out of the car, those outside the club couldn't help but let their jaw gape. A beautiful specimen emerged; seemingly a percfect set with his sleek black car, fashionable clothing, and cosmic appearance. Walking to the club doors, Damon took off his glasses and smiled to the many in line. He passed the bouncer without even a glance, knowing he wouldn't be stopped.


The rest of the night was a blur of drinking, dancing, and people he would never see again. It wasn't until the first few hours of the morning did Damon leave the club, stumble to the hotel across the way, and settle into a bed as unfamiliar to him as his life.


Looking down at his clothes next to the bed, he spotted his phone. The screen was lit too bright for his straining eyes, but he could still make out the beautiful silhouette of his girlfriend. The thought of her eased his weary soul for just a moment, before the phone lit up with a call. The cover said 'Work 2', but Damon knew better. His reminder of how low he was to cheat on a girl made him turn over in the bed, and the thought of seeing both of them in the same house drove him to seek sleep.

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[SavingStar]

Are there any spots left?

 

[Periidot]

@Brianna Ackerman There aren't any spots left, sorry! :C

 

[cadence]

Stalker alert.

 

[SavingStar]

[QUOTE="Sugar Honey Iced Tea]Stalker alert.

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Oh hey xD . I honestly didn't know you were a part of this. Imma just go...


*backs away slowly*

 

[luriechu]

@Brianna Ackerman you can join one of my RP's!

 

[cadence]

Nah, bruh. You're cool.

 

[SavingStar]

[QUOTE="Sugar Honey Iced Tea]Nah, bruh. You're cool.

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..now I feel like a stalker. xD