{Cut it Loose..} An unexpected reunion {...Watch y
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Graduating highschool, parting ways, friends drifting apart. It's inevitable, it happens. You get over it, make new friends, and keep in touch with the old ones through passing conversations. Sometimes you never see the old friends again.
This specific group of friends used to be really tight-knit. [I]"We won't drift apart! Not us!"[/I] they promised each other, but to no avail. School, work, going separate ways happened anyways, and of course they kept in touch, barely though.
8 years later you get an invitation to a party being thrown by a big corporation. Whether through work or personal connections you made the list to attend. Swanky clothing, fancy food, the whole 9 yards is to be expected. What isn't expected, though, is the fact that the group will be together again. Fate had brought them back together, will they like what's happened to each other?
Alright, welcome to another Rp of mine! You all know the rules, so I ain't going to to over them. Only rule of mine, though, is that you stay semi-literate. I understand writers block, but you can get a paragraph out( I have faith in you!)
Post a skelly for character tracking purposes, and when we get started an intro would be nice! Here's my skelly for an example.
[B]Name:[/b] Ruarc Casey Age: 27 Gender: Male How do they make a living?: Head of security for the corporation, Boardmember What had they done these past couple years?: Right after Highschool, Ruarc had enlisted in the army. He had planned to make a career out of it, but an unexpected turn came to his life. Now he is here Personal stuff: The Casey's moved to America from Ireland when Ruarc was 12, his father following his job. He never lost his accent. He became a citizen, and wanted to serve his new country. So after highschool he enlisted, and off to war he went. Apperences Ruarc stands at 5'9. He's slimly built, muscular and toned but not Hercules huge. (he thinks meatheads look stupid) He likes to comb and gel his short, almost black hair to the left (to avoid aggravating the spanky status cowlick on his forehead, which ends up spiking it up anyways). His smile, crooked, has been described as charming. He looks much younger than his age (always getting ID'ed at bars, how annoying) and always has. Wears long sleeved shirts most of the time to cover up the countless tattoos and scars on his arms (doesn't look professional, he doesn't care anyways). Personality used to be the goofiest guy around, after his stint in Iraq he doesn't smile often anymore. His once lively eyes always look tired. He's serious, but still slips jokes in. Always trying to lighten the mood to make himself feel better, he suffers from a slight case of PTSD.(not freakout status, but he will definitely be uncomfortable about certain things, especially the crowd) he has done a complete turnaround from highschool. Other: He walks with a limp now, will be explained later.
So, I hope you will join me in this Rp. I hope you enjoy it!
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
"Kiss my Irish ass! ya better kiss my Irish ASS!"
Well you caught my interest c:
I'll post my skellie later today, I was just wondering the high school's location or where the party will be taking place?
Well you caught my interest c: I'll post my skellie later today, I was just wondering the high school's location or where the party will be taking place?
[font=Vani]Curiosity killed the cat and loyalty killed the dog, they're both dead. But for what better reasons are there to die for?[/font]
Oh man, I apologize for the lack of setting (super rusty) The party is taking place at some hotel in Vegas (I'll look for one later)
Edit: Found it. The setting will be completely explained in my intro. Just waiting on some more people to join in.
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
"Kiss my Irish ass! ya better kiss my Irish ASS!"
Thank you~
Thank you~
[font=Vani]Curiosity killed the cat and loyalty killed the dog, they're both dead. But for what better reasons are there to die for?[/font]
I'm intrested but have some questions
Don't hate my personality. Love that I'm different.
Sure, what are they?
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
"Kiss my Irish ass! ya better kiss my Irish ASS!"
[font=Vani]Curiosity killed the cat and loyalty killed the dog, they're both dead. But for what better reasons are there to die for?[/font]
That's perfect! Also, feel free to ping anyone you might think would be interested in this Rp. The more the merrier!
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
"Kiss my Irish ass! ya better kiss my Irish ASS!"
I too would love to join as well! My sheet should be up possibly by tomorrow.
Excellent! Get it up whenever you can. Also, if you could ping one person as well. If you can find more that would be awesome!
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
"Kiss my Irish ass! ya better kiss my Irish ASS!"
this would have been easier to ping me as well you know... But I'm here cause I can't say no to you c= I'll come up with something later as I already explained edit to come
and here we are finally, sorry about that the end of my week was hectic...
Name: Jack Wright
Age: 26
Gender: Female
How do they make a living?: At the moment working with a small recording studio in Chicago as an assistant/tech
What have they done these past couple of years?: The thirst for fame drove Jack and the band she was in to want and pursue the rockstar life. A short lived dream unfortunately, they were signed to a very small label that gave them a short little tour around the states. They were shortly dropped from the label after the tour, with nothing but a short EP out. Jack still wanted to be involved in music but felt the whole band thing would take to long to get signed again. Not to mention she wasn't to happy with the changes of her band members. In the mean time she applied and got into Columbia College in Chicago eventually earning a BA in Audio Arts and Acoustics, focusing in design and production. Shortly after graduation Jack started at a small studio in Chicago making Chicago her new home.
Personal Stuff: Growing up in a musical family it was no surprise Jack stuck with a musical path. She started playing the drums around the age of 7. Leading to a band that stuck pretty permanently their freshman year of high school. It was with a few guys from another school but they still grew close, still keeping the friends she had at the high school she attended.
Appearances: Going down the rockstar path kept Jack's look rather similar to how she looked in high school. Just a little more grown up and sophisticated with that rocker edge. Her green eyes swapping between contacts and thick black rimmed glasses. Her blonde hair no longer long and sporting the colored tips, just a few colors framing her face of her choppy shoulder length hair. Still a shorter slim figure with more drummer muscle tone. A daily outfit for her is no longer simply a band tshirt and ripped jeans, but now includes skirts, dresses, and heels, unless stuck in the studio. The new major addition to her look though is the ever in progress is her left sleeve, amongst other randomly placed tattoos.
Personality: Over the years you wouldn't really be able to tell that Jack's personality changed fully. Still when the time is right she still has the goofball nature about herself, but any further one could say that she simply grew up.
You indeed may! I request you ping at least one person you might think would be interested in this Rp. If you cannot find anyone that is fine!
Moat likely tomorrow I will post an intro setting the pace and settings of the Rp. Then, we can either wait on more folks to join, or start up.
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
"Kiss my Irish ass! ya better kiss my Irish ASS!"
Hm... Did you guys want to join?
Kai Nomura.
Recently turned 26.
He is a Male.
Kai is a Paramedic.
What had they done these past couple years?: Kai has been focussing on his career and spending as much time with his little girl as his work lets him, which is quite a lot thanks to his understanding boss.
Personal stuff: Came to America from Japan when he was four due to his father getting a promotion in his career that made him move here. He has no accent and speaks English perfectly.
After he graduated highschool, he married his highschool sweetheart at 19. They had a little girl when he was 20, but the marriage soon ended a few years later. Kai felt rushed and trapped by his controlling ex-wife and did anything to get out of it. He sees his little girl on a daily basis but makes sure to see as little of his ex-wife as he can.
He's six foot one with an athletic build. He has two silver studs in one ear, and his hair is dyed a dark blonde.
Kai was pretty quiet in highschool, though most of his friends consisted of jocks since Kai was in every sports team. But even so, Kai knew everyone in his graduating class. He kept his grades up and helped whoever he could. Now, Kai is pretty much the same guy though he talks a lot more and has more of a back bone. He is generally happy all the time and extremely friendly but that doesn't mean he will let anyone walk over him.
Other: As said above he has a six year old daughter, lives by himself, and generally doesn't have a lot of time to himself. He is lucky and happy to get the time to come to his highschool reunion.
I'm sorry, I'll probably have to decline this one. I've been so busy lately and can barely handle the RPs I'm in at present :/
Hope this goes well for everyone, though! Have fun, y'all!
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Thanks for the invite, it sounds interesting I'll post my skelly a little later
[I]"Put that table over there, nonono, there!"[/I] Ruarc was pointing, yelling, Runnin around all day to get this shindig set up. He ran his fingers through his hair as he looked up at the massive building before him. He shook his head and grinned. How the hell did the boss get the Grand patio at the Bellagio reserved? He admired the view of the pools for a moment, before getting back to work. He limped over to the security table, pulling a pack of cigarettes out of the inside pocket of his pitch black suitcoat. He lit it as he began to look through the map of the building, where his guards were going to be, and the guest list. This party, though, wasn't just exclusive. Anyone could walk up, pay a fee, and get in. The reason for all the security, just in case someone got rowdy. "[I]Put the dj's turntables over there. no, there assclown!"[/I] He said, His Irish accent heavy on his words. The little get together (roughly around 500 people were on the list to attend, more were expected) would be starting in a few hours, and it was almost completely set up.
The sun was setting as the first few guests started to arrive. He stood in the back, cigarette in hand, and watched the checkpoint, making sure the security guards were doing what they were supposed to. Ask for ID, check list. If not on the list take money, pull the rope up and let them in. It was going smoothly so far. He pulled out a folded piece of paper from his back pocket. A speech he was supposed to give at the very beginning of the ordeal. He rubbed his face. He hated crowds, especially speaking in front of them. He sighed as he opened it up and began to read it. Soon the party will start. He had to be ready -d-
Alright, settings intro is up! We will start shortly!
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
"Kiss my Irish ass! ya better kiss my Irish ASS!"
I'm really sorry to do this too you, but I'm going to have to back out, my homework load just tripled this week and it's just going to get worse :( Sorry