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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 10:01 pm
Genre: Romance, Humor, Action/Fantasy.. I'm not sure about the last one >__e
---- A little Thing Called Love ____ 3Plot ____ 3 You’ve all seem them, those ads where you get together on blind dates through dating services. You know, the one that make you fill out a questionnaire, and then set you up with the perfect match.
Well, this story is just about that, except this dating service has been reported to actually work. Hell, they set even the two most likely candidates to never get married together. And guess what? A month later, they were married, and planning on starting a small family. Too good to be true? Well, that was the response to the joyous occasion of two misers finding love.
Listed through the town directory, a free date night at the mall was set up for those between the ages of sixteen through twenty-three. You just filled out the questionnaire, and sent it in. When you arrived at the mall, you’d get your date.
It turned out to be a big hit, and a lot of people joined the rousing fun. This is the story of three couples, all knowing each other some way, whether relation, friend, enemy who are in for a big surprise. As the night winds down, and many of the happy couples are sent away, the six stay. They are the first failures that the group has ever come across. Amazingly, they decide to push the kids to their breaking limit. They turn off the power, but keep all the businesses unlocked. They lock down the whole place, and turn off the lights. Now, the three failure couples are stuck in a deserted mall, for the next three days. Why three days? It was originally just one, but when the blizzard hits, who knows how long they’ll be in there. Zany? Yes Fun? Of course! Come join the fun!Contents [ --- Plot --- Rules --- Profile Skeleton --- Characters --- ]
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 6:09 pm
Contents [ --- Plot --- Rules --- Profile Skeleton --- Characters --- ] Rules ____ 3* You shall be literate! Dun dun dun! I know, amazing? I can sometimes slip, actually I slip more often than the normal human, but hey no one is perfect! Try your best to use the best grammar, punctuation and spelling. That's all I ask. Refrain from one liners as much as possible <3* There are limited positions. Three boys, three girls. Girls may play boys, Boys may play girls. Only one character per person! * Follow the gaian TOS. That means, that allow this is a Romance rp, you must, and I mean must, stay within the PG-13 boundries! Thou art warned!*No dieing, please 3 This is slightly annoying. I know, I know, that it does add drama. This isn't my first romance RPG before peeps. But please, for the love of Dickens, no deaths! No scuicides! No murders! AGHH! It burns us t.t*Refrain from extremely hard colors to see... Such as white -_- and yellows. They are hard to read and cause minor eye pain, at least to mio. Refrain also from extreme text sizes...* Stay active, please <3 I appreciate those that stay. The longer the better. *Plot twists, adding or thickening the plot is fine! Like I said, you can't die, but that doesn't mean that there is no pain. Also, this is a humor rp.. So try your best to lightening tough situations.* That is all... Have fun and ask as many questions are your little mind can boggle together.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 6:16 pm
Contents [ --- Plot --- Rules --- Profile Skeleton --- Characters --- ] Profile Skeleton ____ 3 Fill this out to the best of your abilities. You may extend it, if you wish, but really this is all that really is needed. Where the ? mark is, place the coloring you'll be usuing for that person -- Please do not double up on colors. Thanks[color=?][align=center] [size=13]Username[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Name[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Age[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Sex[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Appearance[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Personality[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Option* Bio[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Likes[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Dislikes[/size] [size=9][/size] [size=13]Other[/size] [size=9][/size][/color][/align]
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:13 pm
Username: Tonks_freak Name: Sunrsie Addams Age: 16 Sex: Female Appearance: Long blonde Hair, Hazel eyes with such a small hint of green, in the very middle, that the only way to see it is to be standing an inch from her face. Pale, thin, basically sickly. Personality: Kind and quick-witted ((hopefully I can pull that part off.)) She's incredibly shy when meeting new people, but opens up about her dark past once she's sure she can trust you. Option* Bio: Has been in and out of orphanages and homeless shelters since she was seven, when her parents died in a fire. She's been through a lot in her life, and it isn't her favorite thing to talk about, but if people pester her, she'll budge and say something. Likes: yellow roses because they are the symbol of everlasting love, and chocolate because it tastes good. Dislikes: Stuck-up people, anyone who thinks they're better than anyone else. Other: Has been sick on and off since the age of 10 as a result of her taxing life.
((I whole-heartedly apologize if I did anything wrong!))
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2007 6:13 pm
Username Name: Shade Wells Age: 17 Sex: female Appearance: she has light purple eyes that seem to memorize anyone, long thick blond hair, she is pretty short about 5 feet nothing and she has curves in almost all the right places that would make any guy turn for a second look if she didnt wear such baggy clothes all the time. Personality: she is shy when she first meets someone but has a quick temper and has no problem telling the person what she doesnt like about them. when she is nervous she starts messing with her hair by either putting it up or down which it is usually always down, she can be submissive at times and at times seems like a coward when she flinches Option* Bio: she has lived with alot of different people because hse had run away when she was 10 from the abusive people that were her parents, she doesnt really talk about her past and has been abused by guys her own age too many times to count which is her reason for being submissive Likes: people who are nice and uncruel to her or anyone else and talking to people about different things Dislikes: being hit and being submissive/size] Other: n/a sorry if this isnt quite correct but i did try
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 5:45 pm
(( Ah, what the heck, guess I'll join this one. ^^ )) Username Xennik Droid Name Allen Gray Age Twenty-two Sex Male Appearance Allen is handsome in a dark, thoughtful, but friendly way. His hair is dark and he's clean-shaven save for a small beard just below his bottom lip. He's tall and rather muscular with a strong build, which he isn't afraid to use to get his way. Personality Allen is kind to a fault, a tad sarcastic and sometimes even cynical, and mainly just trying to deal with what life has thrown at him. He's the kind of guy that will stand up for someone being bullied, but may actually be a friend of the said bully. He has a large expanse of friends, but only a few close ones, tends to get along with lots of people. It's only his addiction to work that keeps him from developing a relationship. He can be commanding and possessive and even over-protectibve at times, but he has the best of intentions. He tends to use his good looks and muscular build to get his way, and tends to be a bit of a charmer. Option* Bio Signing him up for the dating program was a practical joke performed by a few of Allen's closest friends, all of who were tired of seeing him shun dates and bury himself in his work. Likes Younger girls (though he won't admit it), chocolate, cuddling (another thing he won't admit to), cute, girly girls (again, he never tells anyone this kind of stuff), work, italian food, chinese food, intelligent discussions, getting his way, charming people, impressing people, helping people who really need it, his own sarcasm, himself. Dislikes Snooty girls, not having complete control of a situation, embarrassing himself, when people aren't impressed with him, being ignored, rude people, vulgarity (though he tends to slip with swearing himself ever now and then), coffee Other I'll add more if I can think of anything else. <3
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 6:01 pm
(( I'll go ahead and start, if no one objects? ))
Thank heaven this day was almost over, Allen thought with a scowl, running his fingers through his short dark hair. He was going to personally strangle Alaida and John for doing this to him. He knew it was them who'd set him up for this! He'd had no intention of spending an entire day locked up in a shopping mall (a place he normally avoided) with a bunch of over-friendly, love-desperate teenagers! What had they been thinking? A whole day - wasted! He frowned, plopping down at an abandoned table somewhere in the foodcourt. Avoiding everyone all day, and pretending that he was enjoying himself and that it had been his idea to come, had been exhausting. What was it about malls that just sucked the energy out of anyone with any sanity? Oooh, Aalida and John were toast! He wouldn't speak to them for weeks! How could he have fallen for something like this?!
Allen risked a glance at his watch, his 5000th that day, and allowed a feeling of releif to wash over him. Only ten minutes to go until he was free. The paperwork on his desk was beckoning him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 6:13 pm
Shade had basically stayed away from everyone once she had figured out what they were here for. she had only come into the mall to get away from the guys who had been chasing her around for the last couple of days and thought if alot of people were around they would have a hard time finiding her. she had been walking around the mall when she saw Allen sitting on a bench but didnt go near him and hoping he wasnt one of the guys who had been after her.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 6:22 pm
Allen experienced the unnerving sensation that he was being watched. Glancing over his shoulder proved that this was true. A girl was watching him. She struck him as oddly familiar. Where had he seen her before? The long, thick blonde hair, wary expression...where had he seen her before? He realized that he was now staring at her, and gave her one of his famous heart-melting quick, friendly smiles to cover up for how rude he'd been, then turned his eyes away from her, though he watched her out of the corner of his eye, trying to place why he thought sh elooked familiar. School? No...was she someone he worked with? Maybe... He straddled the bench on which he sat, leaning against the wall and surveyed the room boredly, wiating for the ten minutes to pass until he could retreat to freedom. At least puzzling over teh almost-familiar girl gave him something to do.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 6:38 pm
Shade had saw him look at her and relized she had been staring and turned away from him walking away in the opposite direction. she had seen him somewhere before and it worried her slightly and she finally stoped to sit down on a bench basically on the opposite side of the food court as him but he could easily be spotted from where she sat and she started to scold herself for coming her in the first place.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:15 pm
Five more minutes to go...
Allen pulled a pen from his pocket and doodled on a napkin, waiting, almost anxious now, as though something bad were going to happen once the time ran out. What was he afraid of, anyway? Nothing. He'd just had a rotten day, that was all. And that girl was still watching him. She was across the room now, but she still seemed to be looking at him. Not staring, just curiously looking. He was actually kind of flattered.
Right. You're making that up to amuse yourself, he told himself. These hormonal teeanagers have gotten to you.
Two more minutes...
"Sir?" An authoritative voice boomed.
Allen glanced up in surprise. It was a security guard, looking peeved. What had he done? "Yes?"
"Are you Allen Gray?" The guard demanded.
"Yes, I am." Allen replied smoothly. "Can I help you? Is something wrong?"
"Come with me." The guard commanded, seeming to be holding himself back from hauling Allen to his feet and dragging him away. Allen stood obediently, confused.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:26 pm
shade had seen allen being led off and she followed silently because her curiosity had gotten the best of her but she kept her distance
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:36 pm
"Is something wrong?" Allen tried again, wondering if he'd have to use his powers of intimidation on the shorter, slighter security guard in orde rto get anything out of him.
"Just come this way." The guard snapped, startling Allen into silence.
He led him into a hallway marked door painted with "Security Offices", and gestured for him to sit in one of three chiars in the hallway sitting outside of the offices. Allen sighed and sat, and the security guard immediately abandoned him with a vague promise of "we'll see you in a moment", as though it had been Allen's idea to come here. The guard left the door of the hallway open as he returned to his duties.
Allen laid his head back against the wall with a sigh. "Great," he muttered, "this is just what I need."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:40 pm
shade had heard everything the guard and allen had said and after the guard left she decided on a hiding spot so allen wouldnt spot her because of her curiosity was to large for her to handle and kept a watch on him without looking at him wondering what was going on.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 7:45 pm
Allen fiddled with the cuffs of his jacket in impatient boredom. He hoped whatever they'd called him in here for was over with soon. He'd be out of here by now if this hadn't happened. Ugh, this was so annoying! His habitual need to be in charge of everything was roaring inside him for an answer to this outrage, but he was a respecter of the law and so didn't pursue it. He began to whistle "Arabian Nights" under his breath to pass the time.
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