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First time on OMD forums. I like Rp's so here goes.
Name: Good Girls Club
Genre: Romance, Friendship, Adventure
Summary: Water-Star high is a world renown private school. This school however is split up in cliques.
The Geeks- SpuderWick
The Dramas- JadeFarnill
The Metal Heads
The punk Rockers- Angelfire, Emorox
The Divas- subway 1
The Principle wants to overcome this deliemma however by Setting up a club. She has Chosen Known Diva Absidy Heart as the president. It is Absidy's jab to pick the people who enroll in the club but she is really not looking foward to it.
Example character skelly:
Name: Absidy Heart
Clique: The Divas
Likes: Music, Drawing, Reading, Horseback riding
What do you look like?:
Name: Angela Milton
What do you look like?:
Last edited by ayokoniles (2014-01-17 21:07:08)
Name: Dellanir O'Day
Clique: Punk Rockers
Likes: Everything - Music, Art, Books, Gloves, Hats, Pizza, Gloves, Animals, Hats, Gloves, Mystery, Gymnastics
What do you look like?:
Personality: You know how girls would normally have obsessions with clothes or bands? Well, Dell's obsession is Gloves and Hats. She tends to zone out when people talk to her. She doesn't mean it and feels bad when it happens. She has a wild imagination and is very acrobatic.
She is first generation Irish. Her parents were the CEO of an electronics company. She tries avoiding to tell anyone of her personal life. Not many know about her parents or where she lives except for a few select people.
Last edited by angelfire (2014-01-23 00:54:05)
Name: Chinatsu Risu
clique: The geeks.
Likes: Sci-fy, fantasy, sweets, music, reading, writing.
Dislikes: People. She's an introvert.
What do you look like?
Personality: Even though she's an introvert, she's friends with some of the loudest geeks. She tends to sit back and let everyone else talk, and she listens, so she knows a lot about what's going on, and she's a good listener.
She's obsessed over books, so her room is basically books, and a bed.
I have a question: Can we have more than one character? Because while it would be fun, I can also see how it would be bad.
Last edited by spiderwick9 (2014-01-14 17:17:51)
Name: Kiara Pierce
Clique: The Punk Rockers
Likes: Music, all kinds of it. Piercings and tattoos. Technology. Her electric guitar. Games, oh my gosh the games.
Dislikes: Being judged for her appearance.
Personality: Frequently seen with her headphones on, Kiara is a bit of an introvert. She usually hangs out with the punk rockers since they couldn't care less about her geeky or nerdy side. She likes bringing her guitar to school sometimes though usually she's seen immersed in a hand held console. She's a whiz at tech stuff especially mixing music on her beloved laptop.
Name: Ava Marie O'Donell
Clique: The Dramas
Likes: Music, Drama, Dance, Theatre, Performing, Reading
Dislikes: The Divas.
Personality: Ava believes she was born to be on the stage. She just can't get enough of it! Even though most of The Dramas can be big headed about their talent, Ava is not. She is constantly switching between not caring what people think of her and being worried about how she is seen. She has a pure hate for anyone who thinks they are better that anyone else. It's not hard to get on Ava's bad side, but she can be sweet when she wants to be
Name: Chloe Koi
Clique: The Divas
Likes: Music, Drawing, Reading, Painting, Art, Cash, Jewels, Fashion, Quotes, Girly Things, Sunshine, Stuffies, Kawaii Things, Travelling, Pink, Sparkles, Friends, Family, Boys, School, Richness, Animals, Swimming, Dancing, Gymnastics, Board Games, Texting, Photography, ect.
Dislikes: Bugs, Rain, Small/Tight Spaces, Darkness, and Other Cliques. Especially the Emos and the Punk Rockers. Eww.
What do you look like?:
Hmmm.... I cannot decide, so right now I temporarily look like this. :)
*P.S. Only my character is judgemental. Not me! Lol! :)
And I cannot wait to start this Role Playing Game! :)
Last edited by subway1 (2014-01-16 03:25:12)
all accepted! sorry i took so long!
okay we are starting now other people can join later :)
Absidy walked down the hallway looking at people with pure malice. Why did the principle have to make her the president?! The diva took in a deep breath as she approched a decorative pink and green dor with the letter "GGC" on them. "Time to enter into the underworld." Absidy muttered to herself and starting to prepare for interviewing the girls who were going to be arriving in a few minutes. Deep down inside somewhere Absidy wondered what kind of girls would be auditioning for the club and if they were really good girls.
I sighed and watched people go on about their clique-filled lifes. I had made the mistake of telling my good friend about how little actual friends I had, and they refused to leave me alone until I went to the interview.
I should probably get going now, wouldn't want to be late.
(If you don't mind, I changed my name to Kitsumine Koi!)
I walk down the hallway in my new Prada heels, feeling confident as always. Today I am here and ready for my Good Girls' Club interview. I'm sure I'm going to pass. I see two other people here -- A diva like me, and a quite geeky girl. I approach the diva. I notice her designer shoes, so of course I must compliment them.
"Excuse me ? I love those designer shoes you're wearing. Where did you get them ?" I say. They really are beautiful.
Last edited by subway1 (2014-01-18 16:20:10)
This wasn't going to be a good day. I knew it. I had the feeling last night but now it's for sure.
I was just listening to music minding my own business when a teacher came up to me. Actually now that I think about it, she must have been the principal.
Anyway, the principal came up to me and told me something about joining a club. I wasn't paying attention and now I have to find it. I know it was two words the started with G but I have no clue.
I tried to go past the gates to go home but the principal stopped me and led me to a room with a sign that said "Good Girlz Club". "You've got to be kidding with me." I said to her. This lady wanted me to join a club with a name like that?! She wants me to die by interacting with random people. Great. This is just perfect.
I turned around from the door and started towards the stairs, but the principal pushed me in the room giving me the evil eye. "I'm a black belt you know!" I yelled at her as she closed the door.
I sighed and saw three other girls there. I didn't care much about the one who looked like a bookworm but the two others made my skin crawl. Divas. It had to be divas. I facepalmed and grudgingly walked over to a chair at the other end of the room.
Last edited by angelfire (2014-01-20 00:03:59)
I strolled along the hallway, not really looking where I was going. I was re-reading a new script for the school musical, trying desperately to learn my lines. Why was it so hard?! "Anita, it is now to be a dress of dancing, no longer for kneeling in front of an altar." I muttered quietly as I entered the room which would be the death of me. The principle had bribed me with extra credit in science for this. I didn't have time to do anything extra in that subject when I was busy at rehearsals. The 'Good Girlz Club' was my only option if I wanted to pass the semester. I didn't even look up at the people around me, I just slumped down in a chair at the back of the classroom, reading though my lines over and over.
Last edited by jadefarnill (2014-01-20 17:29:08)
"me?" I asked.
(Can we just appriciate that hardly any of us are here of our own free will?)
I looked at one girl in interest. A diva, certainly. Probably the president. Ehm... I had heard her name before.... Not that I'm surprised, I mean, I rarely remember names.
(( LOL!! All except one ^^ ))
I snapped out of my daydream and found myself in a room. How did I get here? I thought long and hard but couldn't remember. I looked around and saw a few girls whom I recognized. What was I doing here? I gave up and got up to go out of the room but I saw the principal outside the door. Oh right. Now I remember. I sighed and turned around back to where I was sitting...which apparently someone else was sitting next to. She had a script in her hand. Oh. She was in theater. Well...at least she would be tolerable. I sat back down and pulled my hat a little over my face to catch a wink.
"Okay who's first?" i asked looking at the girls with slight interest.
"Who's first for what?" I asked, not looking up from my script and not knowing who I was talking to.
Last edited by jadefarnill (2014-01-21 17:16:47)
I puffed my cheeks up. "For the interview." I made no motions to say I would step forth. Instead, I silently prayed for someone else to go.
"Who's first?" I heard. Of course it wasnt going to be me so i didnt even flinch.
"Ugh." I sighed. Apparently none of these girls wanted to go first. "Fine if you wanna play it that way....Chinatsu Risu. you are up." I stated firmly.
"Yes, you. Duh! Who else has nice clothing here other than me and you ?"
I looked up from my phone. I saw some other girls here, too. They all looked like they didn't want to be here. I looked at the Punk Rocker girl dressed all in purple. Ugh. I hate that color. It's so five years ago. I just hope that girl doesn't talk to me. Punk Rockers are just unbearable. I see a theater girl. She seems pretty decent. After all, that's the one clique other than my own that I can actually tolerate, mostly because the theater girls actually have a life. Unlike some people...
I heard someone get called up. I didn't pay attention to the name but I wanted to see who went first. I slightly pulled up my hat and sat a little straight.
I looked up hesitantly, looking at the people around me. My eyes widened when I realised there were divas in the room. Two of them. "Nice clothing?" I scoffed. "In my eyes you two are the worst dressed here." I shrugged and went back to reading and rereading my script for 'West Side Story'
Last edited by jadefarnill (2014-01-21 23:36:17)
"Well, your opinion isn't top fashion. Clearly you know nothing about it. Too conservative, if you ask me. You have some... okay clothing. Not the best, but I've seen worse, " I say, as I glance towards the Punk Rocker again.
"So, what are you reading ?" I ask, changing the subject since I know I'm right anyways, and she does, too, so really, there's no point in arguing.
Tch. I didn't say anything. Better not to. The principal was still watching me evilly. Why won't she go away?