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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Jul 4, 2016 19:24:57 GMT -5
Catherine le Fey 58 17 & Ares & Bisexual & alive & single
APPLICATION Catherine is smarter and stronger than what she looks like, in her mothers' dinner parties she likes to communicate with the famous politicians and the important people with the interesting conversations but her mother drags her out to talk with the young ones of her generations and the stupid rich men she will marry someday. She doesn't mind going to the parties and then the after parties were the alcohol is but she wants to someday stop acting and study make a name for herself that doesn't include parties. But now she is stuck in the Lotus Hotel and Casino and have been there since 1955. FOES Text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here,text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here. FANCIES Text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here,text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here. PRINCESS JELLYFISH @ ADOX |
Miranda E ansley , 16 & Phobos & Demisexual & alive & Single
APPLICATION From a distance Miranda is seen as a beautiful young lady, a girl who has a terrible sense of fashion, and who looks a little lonely. But once someone has told you about her, you would never dare to talk to her. Miranda has been in camp for years, and people who get close to her always get nervous around her feeling scared of who she is and what she can do. No one knows the real story and how it turned out she became such a loner and never takes any training except for practicing with knives. The truth is that Miranda does not want to be with people, she lives in fear of them. Of being herself, in letting herself be friendly and happy. She does not want to be the cause of anyone's misfortune or their terrible fears. She controls her feelings, or at least she tries, by shutting any trace of human emotions. She is a poker face, someone who only has terror and fear as her emotion only. Seperating herself from others to escape her powers, keeping them locked inside of her because any second now she might just... explode. . FOES Text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here,text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here. FANCIES Text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here,text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here. PRINCESS JELLYFISH @ ADOX |
Madeline H Cheshire 18 & Lyssa/Mania & Heterosexual & alive & single APPLICATION Maddie is playing make believe everyday, making the world her playground. She is very optimistic, despise being chased by monsters so she would be their stew more than a few times. She is very eccentric, to the point were people think she is going a bit insane. Having alway surrounded herself in madness and insanity, Mad was born in a wonderland full of craziness, being insane was normal to her and being anything but was abnormal to her. She is honest and clever, being able to get away from any bad situation with her words and avoid any consequences. She is loyal to the point that until she is made angry, she leaves that person. When she falls in love, she falls hard. Madeline is the ape of girl who will daydream of her crush all the time, make fake conversations, put pictures of him or her on her cabin and won't stop until her crush is made hers. Despite being so crazy in every department of her life, she is unreasonably great at being a friend. Though she sends some unknowable vibes of insanity and madness which makes her friends do small crazy things like dangerous things with an injury at the end. She is kind and naive, yet she has hot temper when she is mad. She goes on a blind rage and will act illogical and unreasonable. But it only happens when there is the rare occasion someone hurts her or makes her angry. She is a living ticking bomb. FOES Text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here,text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here. FANCIES Text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here,text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here. PRINCESS JELLYFISH @ ADOX |
Dylan k Mccoy , 20 & Anteros & Pansexual & alive & single
APPLICATION Dylan was never like his sister, he was the oldest yet he felt like his sister took all the spotlight. Least loved by his mother he never thought he had to prove himself, he is shy around strangers but a total jokester with his friends. He sees life differently than his mother or his sister, he feels everyone has a chance at love and to be loved in return no matter what type of love that is. He loves to love, though he doesn't particularly likes to be in love he just likes to see two people deeply in love no matter what. He loathes that his sister plays with love just like their mother and fears they will never learn. Dylan likes to look good no matter what, he can stay all day reading but would look his best. His life with his family is pretty much dinner parties and the rarely social parties his mother makes him go with his sister to. He is a great student and takes things a bit more seriously than anyone else, he dreams to stop being compared to his sister by his mother and finally make her or his father proud. FOES Text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here,text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here. FANCIES Text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here,text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here, text goes here. PRINCESS JELLYFISH @ ADOX |
Note: This is a WIP but go ahead and post if you want to rp!
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Jan 12, 2016 16:08:21 GMT -5
The waves became background noise when Madeline heard a voice calling out to her. "It's okay," She called back without moving a muscle. Her position was stiff and she feared that if she were to move one muscle then everything she worked for would be gone, but the excitement of having someone around her was too much to keep still. She opened one eye, and she couldn't stop an uncontrollable grin from spreading as she intruded. "Test the limits of what?" Her posture was perfect but she leaned over to find out more about the company she had, her elbows rested over the itchy sand and she let her head rest over her hands. "I'm Maddie," She called out to the boy, praising him in her head for stopping the torture of the constant 'relaxing' noise of the waves. Mad dreaded the silence when in the presence of others and she was not going to let the waves crashing become too loud for her to hear.
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Jan 10, 2016 22:26:00 GMT -5
The sound of waves hardly brought Madeline any peace. Years ago the splashing were drilled in her brain while conversations were mumbled. Dark headphones that kept her apart from what adults with white cloaks and shiny bright shoes kept from her. She was hardly allowed around others after the fighting broke out among the residents, she hardly remembered them; she was usually woken up from the madness with sounds of waves crashing. The sand underneath her bare legs was uncomfortable and itchy, she was trying to meditate (per the request of her Cabin Leader). Playing meditation was fun, it made her giddy as she mimicked what she had seen around camp. Her eyes were closed, her legs crossed, and every few seconds she made an uncomfortable sound that sounded a lot like a tortured soul.
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Jan 9, 2016 21:01:16 GMT -5
(I'm crap at replying *cries)
Alaric Oswald &&
Madeline. We can have them sneaking around looking for adventures together, maybe he lets Madeline go on about a myth and legend but it's all in her head and they just go along with it for the sake of adventure.
Zachary Archington &&
Miranda. Just alone time by the sea... They can befriend and talk since they understand how lonely they feel and thus make each other feel better when surrounded. I mean as long as they don't touch, unless we wanna create drama.
Madeline. YAHHHHSSS I'd love to see that, I'll be able to explore her powers when she is in combat because usually she explodes in power when she is angry but harmless, if she has a weapon I'd see that. LETS DO IT
Valentine Dwight &&
anyone? I'll do that, see what character I have muse with and hit you uuupp.
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Nov 11, 2015 15:11:52 GMT -5
Pretending that I'm doing well, my need is such I pretend too much [style= height: 25px; font-size: 13px; font-family: open sans condensed; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #fff; background-color: #DF0101; padding-top: 15px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 6px; width: 200px; margin-bottom: 2px;]Catherine Le Fey Ares Cabin 17 Alive Single
[/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #efefef;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] Catherine is smarter and stronger than what she looks like, in her mothers' dinner parties she likes to communicate with the famous politicians and the important people with the interesting conversations but her mother drags her out to talk with the young ones of her generations and the stupid rich men she will marry someday. She doesn't mind going to the parties and then the after parties were the alcohol is but she wants to someday stop acting and study make a name for herself that doesn't include parties. But now she is stuck in the Lotus Hotel and Casino and have been there since 1955.
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I'm lonely but no one can tell. I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy, just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty, when I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy [style= height: 25px; font-size: 13px; font-family: open sans condensed; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #fff; background-color: #2EFE9A; padding-top: 15px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 6px; width: 200px; margin-bottom: 2px;]Adena Isabel Mccoy Eros 'Minor' Cabin 17 Alive; At Camp Single
[/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #efefef;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] There are three words to describe Adena. Sexy. Naughty. Bitchy. She is the type that every girl hates and that every boy loves, she is the typical second one to queen B only more likable, she isn't mean like most but on the contrary, she is free spirited and wild. She spreads love like none other, and believes her being with just one guy is like limiting her love, thus her cheating on a lot of guys but they usually don't mind as long as they have her for a while.
She is the favorite of her mother, mostly because they are so alike, she loves her brother but finds him irritating when he lectures her on love and how it is to be treated, she doesn't care, she loves to love. Despite the ugly rumors about her being too easy, she is someone a guy has to fight to impress her, she isn't that impressed but does take into consideration the hard work someone put in impressing her.
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Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me. This endure is my tomb, another stitch to my wound [style= height: 25px; font-size: 13px; font-family: open sans condensed; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #fff; background-color: #2EFE9A; padding-top: 15px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 6px; width: 200px; margin-bottom: 2px;]Dylan Kaiser Mccoy Anteros 'Minor' Cabin 19 Alive; At Camp Single
[/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #efefef;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] Dylan was never like his sister, he was the oldest yet he felt like his sister took all the spotlight. Least loved by his mother he never thought he had to prove himself, he is shy around strangers but a total jokester with his friends. He sees life differently than his mother or his sister, he feels everyone has a chance at love and to be loved in return no matter what type of love that is. He loves to love, though he doesn't particularly likes to be in love he just likes to see two people deeply in love no matter what. He loathes that his sister plays with love just like their mother and fears they will never learn.
Dylan likes to look good no matter what, he can stay all day reading but would look his best. His life with his family is pretty much dinner parties and the rarely social parties his mother makes him go with his sister to. He is a great student and takes things a bit more seriously than anyone else, he dreams to stop being compared to his sister by his mother and finally make her or his father proud.
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Another inch in this dwell, I know it all too well. And all the sadness inside me, [style= height: 25px; font-size: 13px; font-family: open sans condensed; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #fff; background-color: #b97116; padding-top: 15px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 6px; width: 200px; margin-bottom: 2px;]Miranda Elizabeth Ansley Phobos (Minor Cabin) 17 Alive; At Camp Single
[/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #efefef;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]From a distance Miranda is seen as a beautiful young lady, a girl who has a terrible sense of fashion, and who looks a little lonely. But once someone has told you about her, you would never dare to talk to her. Miranda has been in camp for years, and people who get close to her always get nervous around her feeling scared of who she is and what she can do. No one knows the real story and how it turned out she became such a loner and never takes any training except for practicing with knives.
The truth is that Miranda does not want to be with people, she lives in fear of them. Of being herself, in letting herself be friendly and happy. She does not want to be the cause of anyone's misfortune or their terrible fears. She controls her feelings, or at least she tries, by shutting any trace of human emotions. She is a poker face, someone who only has terror and fear as her emotion only. Seperating herself from others to escape her powers, keeping them locked inside of her because any second now she might just... explode.
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Melted away, like I was free. Why are you running away? [style= height: 25px; font-size: 13px; font-family: open sans condensed; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #fff; background-color: #6a3ab3; padding-top: 15px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 6px; width: 200px; margin-bottom: 2px;]Madeline 'Mad' Hallie Cheshire Lyssa/Mania (Minor Cabin) 17 Alive; At Camp Single
[/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #efefef;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]Maddie is playing make believe everyday, making the world her playground. She is very optimistic, despise being chased by monsters so she would be their stew more than a few times. She is very eccentric, to the point were people think she is going a bit insane. Having alway surrounded herself in madness and insanity, Mad was born in a wonderland full of craziness, being insane was normal to her and being anything but was abnormal to her. She is honest and clever, being able to get away from any bad situation with her words and avoid any consequences. She is loyal to the point that until she is made angry, she leaves that person. When she falls in love, she falls hard. Madeline is the ape of girl who will daydream of her crush all the time, make fake conversations, put pictures of him or her on her cabin and won't stop until her crush is made hers. Despite being so crazy in every department of her life, she is unreasonably great at being a friend. Though she sends some unknowable vibes of insanity and madness which makes her friends do small crazy things like dangerous things with an injury at the end.
She is kind and naive, yet she has hot temper when she is mad. She goes on a blind rage and will act illogical and unreasonable. But it only happens when there is the rare occasion someone hurts her or makes her angry. She is a living ticking bomb.
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I'm just as sane as you are.
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Feb 14, 2015 0:33:16 GMT -5
"Chaos is keeping people guessing - and that makes this girl keep going..."
How dare he?! Madeline was anything but crazy. She was doing it for him, didn't he realize? He had to love her, just like she loved him. It was for them. He was so ready to move on, she was not one to let him go so easily. "Crazy?!" She shrieked, getting off of him as his own tries to get her off were useless in that state. She was on top of him as she smirked and said. " You want crazy?" She laughed as she slapped him. Didn't he know? Her mom, her life. She warned him when she told him who her godly parent was. She was perfectly okay with killing him. Loving him was who she was. It was true, and she was gonna be with him forever in her nightmares. His screams would accompany her every night. Forever. She radiated madness and insanity, it was part of her everyday. But in mad stage she was so powerful, for her, she could just kill him. He was an enemy, a lover and a monster. " Who would miss you?" She sat on top of him after slapping him, her things pressing down on him so he could not get away. She leaned in towards him. " I would." She whispered to his ear. She wanted him to fight back, fight back for her. She could feel the rage in her blood, and she could make him feel it too.
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Feb 13, 2015 22:27:08 GMT -5
"Chaos is keeping people guessing - and that makes this girl keep going..."
Maddie woke up after feeling her bed a little too big from how it was just some minutes ago. She was always a light sleeper, mostly because her nightmares were haunting her every night and anything could wake her up. Her consciousness kicked in when the screams in her head stopped. She was all alone. No. She breathed hard, her vision blurring due to the tears and hatred. "That son of a bitch." A shrilling scream spread across her cabin as she stood up, putting on her underwear. Her brain trembling with insanity, she was wrapped up on rage and madness. It was her curse and gift. She wanted to rip his heart out. Her eyes turning gold as she clutched the bed post. Mad walked away from her cabin, slamming her door on the way out. Her strength maximized from her rage, she dared to kill anyone who was in her way. Everyone was an enemy, everyone wanted to threaten her to send her away, they all saw her as insane. She wasn't, no, she was not insane. Why couldn't they understand?! She finally saw the figure that was John. She shrieked to grab his attention, and that's when she started running towards him. She pushed him backwards, and leaped towards him for her to be able to clutch her hands around his throat.
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Feb 13, 2015 21:34:42 GMT -5
"Chaos is keeping people guessing - and that makes this girl keep going..."
Madeline let go of one of John's hands and kept walking, she stepped through every stone and stick. She didn't mind the little rocks she stepped on, the cold had numbed her feet as she wasn't too conscious about it. It was not a long way to the cabins, all they had to do was take the bridge over the creek. Small talk felt like something she wanted to do, to know more about John. " Godly parent?" She asked as she turned around, having her thumb play with his hand. " Mine is Lyssa, or also known as Mania. Depends on the day." She chuckled, thinking of the day she was claimed. After another few steps they finally reached her lonely cabin. She lead him towards the door, leaning her back against it and pulled John towards her with a smirk. Before her lips touched his, she said. " It seems like I have a head start." She pointed out, since she was already half naked.
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Jan 10, 2015 19:25:33 GMT -5
"Chaos is keeping people guessing - and that makes this girl keep going..."
Maddie can't help but to fall for the guy. It's intoxicating. His smile. His chuckling. His muscles. Everything. It's enough to keep Madeline interested in him, and even though she finds a lot of things interesting, she rarely asks for more of them. "That's good, because maybe, just maybe there will be more at the after party." She smirked and decided that to be forward was the answer to all this trouble. She wrapped her arms around the boy's neck and pushed her whole half naked body against his. "It's a tad cold out here, don't you think?" Her hips pressing themselves to his, making sure her balance was steady so she wouldn't fall. "I'm Madeline, by the way."
Her cards were out in the open, the whistling still marked in her head. It was all she heard and it would stay like that until the end. The time was up, her turn to get what she outmost desired. "How about we go then?" She winked at him and took a step backwards, unwrapping her arms, she grabbed both his hands and started walking to the minors cabin. "Follow me."
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Dec 27, 2014 2:46:59 GMT -5
"Chaos is keeping people guessing - and that makes this girl keep going..."
It stops. And Maddie can't get it back. The cheers die. The laughter gone. The madness away. It terrifies her for a moment. And all she can heat is a whistle. A whistle that can travel to her dreams. A whistle that was made for Maddie. Her eyes flicker open and she sees the boy. Her cheeks flutter red, its too visible since her face is pale compared to her cheeks. She watches the boy, she dreams of him. She knows who he is. Why he is. How he is. And she wants it. So she plays. " You enjoy watching girls dance half naked?" She asks in her ol' Las Vegas charming accent. She giggles and continues to dance to until the end of the music, her eyes again closed but the image gone. The whistle is in her mind, traveling beyond her crowd. When the song ends, the whistle ends. She grabs the boom box and turns it off before the next song plays. She walked carefully and gracefully towards him, her eyes stuck in his. The things she could and would do to him. She half smiles and says quietly. " Unfortunately, the show is over." She bites her lower quivering lip. " But you never know, there might be an after party." She shrugs and plays with her bare toes against the ground.
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Post by Madeline 'Mad' Cheshire on Dec 27, 2014 2:10:08 GMT -5
"Chaos is keeping people guessing - and that makes this girl keep going..."
Music. Theater. The madness of the crowd. The love of the dance. It was all in her head, the cheering, the screams, the chaos. It made up Madeline. It gave her energy. Her curves dancing to the song, her hair flowing on the cool wind that meant winter didn't want to leave. Pneumonia. HIV. Screaming. Crying. Cold. Ice. Yes, winter didn't have a reason to leave. Her eyes: closed. She had created the scenario, now why end it with a flick of her eyes opening into reality? For a day so cold she should be wearing a jacket, some pants, even a scarf so she wouldn't die. But no. Maddy wanted to be free, and free meant as little clothes possible. But being caught again for the second time on the same day wearing her underwear as she tries to take it off as she dances would just set her off. So she danced with the closest thing possible. A sports bra and what looked like shorts. She was bare feet and one could see her whole tattoo inked on her pale, cold skin. La ra dee, la la. Tick Tock. The clock it goes, with Madeline dancing. When will she die? The answer never happens. The sun might die tonight, but it will soon come back. And that's what keeps her living.
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