Realistic or Modern College Beach Romance

[DisneyGirl]

"She's dating him, but he likes her little sister, and her little sister likes his best friend, but his best friend is secretly in love with her older sister…"


8 friends, stuck in what might be the most complicated love triangle (or octagon) in a college beach town filled with crazy parties, drama and a little danger.


Things are about to get ugly.


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So I really wanted to do a group roleplay that's in the style of a teen drama (think Degrassi, One Tree Hill, The OC) with the secrets, fights, shocking discoveries, etc. Just some good ol' soap opera-ish fun.


Interested? Awesome! Read on.


· To avoid over crowdedness, this roleplay will only cosist of four roleplayers. Only three people will be accepted into this roleplay. Please send me a sample of your writing if you want to be considered.


· I'm looking for people who love to write. This means people who are detailed, create unique characters, and enjoy plotting and creating backstory/relationships.


· Also, I need peeps who can post at least once a day or every other day.


If this is you, let me know! Thanks!


Xo

 

[Raerae]

Lovely idea, Dis! Mind if I join? Would love to help out, at the least. And I can tag a couple people!

 

[DisneyGirl]

Thank you, Rae! Of course you can join & Yes, if you could tag, that would be wonderful! :-)

 

[lostviolence]

Could I reserve the role of the little sister?

 

[Talitha]

I'd love to plot out a roleplay, and the above all sounds quite appealing to me! I have a writing sample, but it is catered to the early 20th century era so please don't be too put off by the formality. So yeah, let me know if this goes ahead and if you wouldn't mind me joining!

 

[Raerae]

@Annabella @GakuHirashime Interested? Our other friends are far too busy, not sure if you guys are. This is one of the best writers I know (as are you!)(:

 

[kou]

I believe I can join however my CS would have to be completed tomorrow if the thread is posted today.

 

[DisneyGirl]

Thanks for the interest guys!


@Geek with Me


The whole sister thing was just an example. We'll probably create the love octagon from scratch, unless the other writers choose to keep the example love octagon I gave.


@Lonely Dreamer feel free to send me a sample of your writing (:


@Annabella Probably gonna wait a day to post the thread. In the meantime, can you send me a sample of your writing?(:

 

[Suffocated]

I'm interested! :3


Here is a sample of my writing~


By the way, this particular character is blind.

Spoiler

Yury was in the castle ballroom, alone at the moment which wasn't often. His brothers were out tending to some errands with his parents. Markus and Malvina were both busy as well. Yury decided to play the Danse Macabre loudly as he stood in the center of the ballroom. His ears perked a little as he listened carefully and deconstructed the song for every note and feeling it gave him. He stood still at first while he admired and smirked, no matter how many times he listens to this masterpiece he still finds something new in it. That was when a particular rise in the symphony struck a chord inside of him that made his feet move ever so slightly.


Then it happened again. And again. Until Yury was dancing slowly by himself in this giant ballroom. He began to mimic the instruments he heard when he heard him. His wrists moving with an undeniable sense of fragility. His feet stroked the smooth floor without making any irritable sounds just small movements that felt like the world shifting under him. He could feel his body moving through the empty air around him and it felt like he was surrounded by water. The song began to build which brought forth this powerful wave from within Yury. He turned feverishly as he mimicked the violin that was when he heard the door opening to the ballroom.


This cause an array of confusion and surprise which made Yury lose his balance. His feet tangled and he fell over while losing the grace he had kept up until this point. He could hear Markus running over as he asked Yury if he was alright. Touching him everywhere to make sure that he wasn't injured. This made Yury laughed loudly as little snort came out involuntarily. He found Markus's hand on him and followed it to his back which he patted.


"Don't worry so much Markus. That was fun! I just got a little lost in the music. Does this mean your done with your errands?"


Markus sighed in relief before helping Yury up. He assured Yury that he was finished for the time and he began to escort him out. Today, Yury was going to visit a nearby orphanage to play with some children and he couldn't be more excited. The Danse Macabre is going to have to wait for next time!

 

[Semblance]

This RP sounds amazing and I would totally want to join! Unfortunately, I won't be able to fulfill the posting requirement of once every 1-2 days however, I'll probably read alone once the thread is up (pls tag me!)

 

[Xed]

interested

Spoiler

Seeing the article about the drunk driver had put Archer in a mood so foul that he had used far more force than necessary to get around with his walking stick and scowled to express his anger and agitation. This was the third destination he had arrived at since leaving Miami and so far, he was unable to forget it. His nightmare from those few months back when he'd made front page news for something other than surfing. The memory of the torturous months of pointless struggle that followed until he was finally forced to accept that a complete recovery was impossible. Three different locations and he was still haunted and reminded at each and every one of it, sometimes waking up in the middle of the night, body covered in cold sweat as if he was reliving the experience again. Waking up from the accident unable to feel his legs, incapable of movement, only crying out when stricken with pain and grief by what the doctor had told him. The dreams would leave him too tormented to fall back asleep, too angry to enjoy the next day, to let go and the vicious cycle would continue to repeat itself.


He slammed his stick even harder against the ground as he entered the lift and leaned his back against the wall after pressing his floor number. "Am I never going to be able to get away?" He covered his eyes with his arm as he tilted his head up to the ceiling. "Why the hell did it have to be me..." There was a tinge of sadness in Archer's voice as the lift arrived at the top floor and the doors opened. He limped out of the lift, considerably calmer and softer as he made his way towards the room closest to the lift and unlocked it.


The high class furniture and beautiful designs inside screamed luxury and paradise at every turn, from the bathroom to the bedroom to the living room and the lounge. A mini penthouse was one way to describe it, millionaire's secret hideaway was another. But Archer couldn't bring himself to enjoy it, not when he could not do what he wanted the most. He glanced at his legs and breathed loudly as he slowly lifted his cane off the floor and held it horizontally before taking a single, jerky step forward, then another, breathing controlled, as he prayed with all his heart he'd be able to do it. At first he was successful, lurching forward unsteadily with each step but continuing to stay on his two feet until his wounded leg suddenly crumpled beneath him on the next step and dragged him to the floor with a muffled crash and groan, face twisted in pain.


Archer clenched his fist as he raised his head, the walking stick having flown from his hand to lie in front of him just out of arm's reach. A single tear trickled down his cheek as he lay sprawled on the floor, cursing his misfortune and the cruel hand dealt to him that robbed him of his legs, his career, his life and his love. Cursing the culprit that had completely destroyed his world and left him with nothing but a useless mountain of cash and a broken and lonely existence.

 

[Talitha]

Here.


There's the link to my current RP, set in the 1900's if you wish to read my writing style. @DisneyGirl

 

[ArcaneUnit]

can I please hear that u girls all know the negative side of giving yourselves away to immature boys, womanizers, perverts, criminals, drug addicts, Lazy people, corrupt politician type behavioural people, unfaithful men etc... PLEEEEASE...


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there are a lot of u here.. I need to hear it.

 

[QuixoticKitten]

I would love to participate in this, however, I don't know if I can meet the post requirement. Also, can I PM you? There's something I'd like to let you know if I'm going to be in this.

 

[Amora Aurora]

I'm 100% in if you'll have me!