Post by Syrena Maryse Scott on Jun 25, 2011 5:33:30 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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" My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold.
Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor bold that ploughs the raging sea.”[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to town.
what's your name?"
"Syrena Maryse Scott’s the name don’t ware it out. Haha just kidding, ok so my friends call me Syrena, cause there’s no real way to shorten it, but if you find one please feel free to let me know. Uhm, what else is there to know about it? Oh where it came from? Apparently it’s some long dead ancestor’s name, I’m not really sure, that’s what my dad told me but he never really wanted to talk about it any further."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and what grade you in?"
"That would be june 21 st, the longest day of the year, summer solstice and all that jazz. I’m nineteen turning twenty, though you’d never know it I act like a raging fool most of the time, I’d rather fallow my heart. And it lead me here, to this place to this town to this city to this college, where I am now enrolled as a junior.”
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Welll you know your definitely cute, not romantic at all, and generally not my type, not that I’m saying if you were a girl I’d be into you either. I’m attracted to the opposite sex, I’m not some fridgid stuck up bitch, but I have a little higher standards…..sorry, friends though? I think we could be friends? I’m sorry was I rude…*bites lip* Sometimes I have no filter and word vomit just comes out…”
"aaand.. whats your gift, that is if you have one?"
"Uhhm ok well now that’s going to be a little difficult to explain but I’ll try for you, so I’m kind of a shapeshifter, but only kind of, you have to keep that in mind, and then there is the sound manipulation. That’s a whole other story all on its own….”
"cool, cool. i guess that's neat. How do they work?"
"Alright now the explaining, my least favorite part. Are you sure it’s really safe for me to tell you? Are you sure you really want to know? But it’s a secret and you mustn’t tell anyone what I’m about to tell you . The shapeshifting is only particial, so that I can look normal like any human at this school, but really I don’t have legs at all, I was born with legs as like you. But they weren’t really real, see, it’s hard to explain, but my legs they’re only around now when I’m out pretending to be human just like you. In reality, I look how I was born to look. Half woman but where my legs should be instead I have one slender scale coverd tail, that’s right a tail, but you’ll only ever see it if I’m standing in water, usually makes taking a shower difficult. But that’s why people invented the bathtub right? *smirks* but seriously tail and all I’m a really nice person. Now this second part is that I have this voice, not the one I’m talking to you with now, and its not some I can read minds kind of bs, no. When I sing, I become very distracting almost alluring to the opposite sex, meaning guys, they stop and stare with jaws dropped like they have fallen head over heels and madley in love, It’s only temporary, so don’t worry ladies I’m not going to head out and snatch up all your boyfriends. Though that could be fun couldn’t it? Just kidding, But it does allow me to kind of control whomever I choose to sing too, for the time that I am well singing it’s all kind of wishey washey and even I don’t full understand how it works I just know that it does…."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"somewhere around six feet, maybe a little shorter than that, but not a whole inch, so I’ll just stick to saying six feet."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Lean, muscled I guess. Its not like I head out to the gym and pump iron everyday and I’m certainly not the running type. You could say it’s in the genes, being part fish can be helpful. But theres more under there than that, that tail I was talking about earlier well it’s about as long as I am tall, and this tarnished golden colour, it’s not slimy alright seriously fish aren’t slimy. God I hate that sterotype.”
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"kind of eclectic I guess, thought really I’m right at home wearing nothing, but you can’t go out in public like that. Mostly I rock band tee’s that I’ve remastered with my fashion skills. Haha i.e. meaning I usually cut the backs out of my t-shirts and then tye them back to gether, you could call me a bit of a punk rocker. Haha. I love plaid, and jeans with holes in them, or really tight black latex pants, have a pair of those, I mean if I’m going to walk around on legs I may as well show them off. So really I’d say punk rock, but in a girlie kind of way not some methed out metal head…..”
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"what do you mean? I don’t look like an celebrites…do you see me running around with my face plastered in tabloids, do I seem like that kind of person? But if I did have to pick out which celebrity I feel looks most like me It would have to be that girl Astird Berges-Frisbey "
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"well thanks sugar, that’s so sweet of you. But the answer is still no to sleeping with you…."
replied i love you too ,
[/color][/font][/center]"just this part, and one more, and i'm off work. if you know what i mean."
"I hope its not on a street corner somewhere? Wait they consider that a career now? Oh well that’s just wonderful!"
"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I like music, love it in fact”
“I like spending my spare time with people that get me.”
“Chocolate chip pancakes with banana’s and whipcream….come on everybody has to indulge”
“swimming, god I love being in the water, it just sucks that I can’t do it when anyones around.”
“I hate legends and fairy tales about mermaids, I for one do not eat or kill people..”
“I like old drinking songs, too bad I don’t care that I’m not legal…”
“I hate it when somebody makes me wait around for them for a long time, I can get extremely impatcient.”
“I hate that people don’t understand us, us being gifted. That they instead send people to hunt us down like animals…..it’s cruel.”
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"I tend to sneak into the pool on campus at night, when everybodies asleep in their dorm rooms, and go for a secret swim. Nobodies caught me yet and I’d like to keep it that way alright?”
“I often mindlessly get lost in daydreams during classes and I’ll look like I’m staring off into space which is embaracing, and I bite my nails and run my fingers throught my hair.”
“When I’m walking around by myself I tend to hum along to music, whether it’s playing on my ipod, or in a store I’m shopping at when I’m on hold with the office about something else that’s going on….”
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"A may have a bit of a temper *bites lip* its not that I’m generally an angry person, but hell half no furry if I’m on the war path. It doesn’t happen often, but it’s ultimately why I can be so impatcient. And if you hadn’t quite noticed yet which I’m sure you have I can chat up quite the storm. I mean sometimes I just don’t know when it’s inappropriate to still be talking and when it isn’t and there isn’t always a filter from my brain to my mouth. But if you asked me to keep a secret don’t worry I wouldn’t go and blab it off to someone else. Usually I’m talking for the sake of it I guess, its kind of like sure I’m having a conversation with you but sometimes I just answer my own questions. Sorry if you ever get annoyed just tell me to shhhhhh.”
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"really now? You think so? Flattery just doesn’t seem to be working for you. Look I told you that your sweet, and your very kind, but I’m just not interested alright? Jesus *smirks*."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"*palm to forhead* you just don’t take no for an answer do you?"
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"Well I grew up in Ayrshire when I was little, my family has lived there for generations, but when my parents died in a car accident I decided to move here, for a fresh start. Something knew, too much remined me of them back their, and that old life and all those secrets and all the hiding and here I’m just me, I’m just Syrena with no one to worry about me and no reminders of the family I’ve lost. But I guess you can say it’s thanks to those wonderful people that I am what I am. It’s a recesive gene you know? Passed down from generations before me. It was said once to me in an old bed time story that my great great great grandmother had the same abilities that I do, that she came out of the sea, and that she married my great times whatever grandfather who was a human, that she’d given up all she knew to be with him, how romantic is that?”
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"not really no, it’s just me. Wow it’s weird to say that out loud, that it’s just me now. I had a pet fish once, does that count? Maybe I need to go and invest in a companion. But what would I get I just really don’t feel like a cat or a dog person…."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"like I said I was born in Ayrshire, kind of grew up in this old family house, well more like a manor. My parents had money obviously, but no abilities, or at least I never saw them use them. I guess growing up it was fairly normal, my mum always told me the same bedtime stories about mermaids and monsters of the sea. And when I was fifteen, that’s when it all started to really change. It was my birthday, and I went down to the beach early in the morning for a walk with my dad, yes I did that so what it’s not weird. We walked along the water for a while and when the waves reached my ankles something happened and I screamed and then the crying started as I sat their in the waves with a tail. I had a tail can you imagine? I was horrified, but my father who I knw was scared, tried to remain calm took me back up to the house as fast as he could, hoping no one would see his now deformed daughter. I had no idead what was going on, I was confused. I was scared, I was fifteen. And that’s when they explained it all to me, and how I had to hide what I was for my own safety, it took a while to get used to, the whole being part fish thing and the other abilities, but I learned to cope, it also ment I had no friends because who wants to sit on the beach while their friends go swim in the water. I used to keep mostly to myself. And then the car crash, the second most significant thing that happened in my life. The day they died. I couldn’t stay there anymore. I needed to be somewhere else, somewhere far away from that place. I’d heard about this school, my mother had been trying to convince me this would be the best possible option. That I should come here where I would be accepted not ridiculed and so I did. I packed my bags and was here a week later. Not pretending as if nothing happened. No, I could never forget them, but I needed a change, something new. Room to breathe…..”
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"if you puke on my shoes I’m going to be furious."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. well i'm jay but not as in your admin jay so this is going to get confusing so i guess i'll go by uhhhh Jay for now till i can think of something far more clever
age. 20
rp experience. holy crap like almost 7 years, but I’ve been on hiatus for a while….
rules. yeah like a boss !
rp sample.
Now this is one of my longer examples. I cannot produce this every time I write, thank you for understandingCollin, she had been thinking about him since that day. he just wouldn't get off her mind. not that she minded in the least. he was georgeous and all, and such a sweet heart, if only she had grabbed his phone number, cause well she had been thinking about him a lot. was that normal? was it a little obsessive? no, haha no. she shook her head, and looked back at the computer screen again. wait a what. No...freaking way! she shook her head again. a what, a werewolf? a werewolf, Collin was a werewolf? was he being serious? and soulmate. she knew she should be all completely freaked out. he had to be absolutely crazy right? for some reason she was calm and collected and she just felt like she knew he wasn't lieing. Why would someone lie about that? she needed a minute to think, but no no she didn't he wanted to me. Oh my god he wanted to meet. and she was excited. Bailey wasn't sure she had ever been this excited to go and meet up with a boy, to be near a boy, like ever. But she was, and it was Collin and he said he was leaving La Push right now. oh my god she had to get ready, she had to get ready like right now!
So with that she logged off and slammed the computer shut oh oops shit, uh yeah she would get back to it. she was in blue and green plaid pajamma pants and a rolling stones t-shirt. she couldn't go meet him like that could she? but he had said soulmate. and she was just excited. wait had he said werewolf? he had said werewolf right? so this was true? oh gosh, ok so yeah. she grabbed a jean jacket, and a blue zip-up hoodie, throwing them both on. she felt bad she wasn't looking all purty for him, but she was just kind of in a rush. she ran into the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror, splashing some blush on her cheeks and a little mascara on her lashes. she smiled at herself, yeah teeth were all good. she had never really fussed like this before. but Collin was worth it. and well, maybe she should think he was crazy, maybe she was crazy for feeling the way she did. but just deep down in her gut she knew he wasn't lieing about it.
ok so she knew she had a huge crush on Collin, guess there was such thing as love at first sight, but really wasn't that only in fairy tales? guess her life was turning into one of those wasn't it? cause apparently the guy she had a crush on was a werewolf, and so was his brother and like his sister was getting married to one, Collin had said there were thirty of them. Was it safe to say she had questions running through her mind, no more like circling over and over. this was all so much to take in. she needed to stop and breathe. why wasn't she freaking out? an logical rational person would be. was there something wrong with her? why her? how did he know? werewolves had soulmates? Imean she'd dabled in the macabre world herself a few times, she beleived in a higher power, she'd played around with paganism on occasion. so she lit a few candles and said a few words, but was this real?
Bailey Jane Miller had been a normal girl from San Francisco, she was a mechanic. she lied in seattle before moving here to forks, she had taken art history in university, she had taken folklore as well. she always found it fascinating but now she was stumbling right into it? well yeah sure bailey had always been a little quirky, but she'd been fine with that. she had been fine with the fact that she had always been just one of the guys and that she'd never been beating boys off with a bat. but now, now it all seemed so surreal, so unrealistic. and well here she was flying out her door to meet a boy who truely believed he was a werewolf. and she didn't care she sighed and smiled as she locked the door behind her. should she walk or drive? well driving was faster...but how long would Collin be? she didn't want to show and then wait forever, looking like an idiot. god she already felt super gidy, ok so she would walk it wasn't really taht far. not at all....
....and as she reached the dinner she couldn't help but look through the glass, was he there? she didn't realize she was holding her breath. but she was, she let it go and opened the door. looking around again, she shook her head well I got here faster than i though I would she bit her lip and sat down. he would be here soon right? so she could sit wait order something. a coffee please.....actually make that two coffee's and uhm well yeah we'll order something else when he arrives she told the waitress with a smile. and then brushed her bangs out of her eyes. and then she spotted him comming through the door, and her smile brightened. and it grew huge i took the liberty of ordering you a coffee, i hope thats alright? she couldn't make the smile go away now.
but see im working it out ,
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