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I have no idea why I feel the need to play female characters all of a sudden. Maybe it's sudden karma from playing nothing but male characters on the Old Guild.
Name: Alex Garey

Age: Sixteen.

Pic or description: She can be seen mostly dressing like a complete douchebag. (Just kidding.)



Personality: Under the natural gloss of being labeled as a Mute by numerous people, she's a fun loving person. A different 'fun' then normal, which includes 'blazing it up', trying to push authority figures, questioning people, and letting out a little anger at a time.

Reason why they're here: Getting caught with a pocket of weed, which coincidentally happened before her trial to be petitioned. The court made it specifically clear either here, or, not getting emancipated early. Also has a few problems with her Contamination type OCD, which went unnoticed for several years since her parents failed to believe her. Also, mostly, because they think she's a hellspawn due to her not believing in Christianity.

Other: Keeps a box of Kleenexs on her at all times. She's confused about her sexuality, but she knows fully well she's not straight, or asexual. So she's leaning more towards being Bisexual, or a Lesbian.
"Uhhh, I almost burned down my bunk for using it so much." Vic replied. "I wish I would've burned one of my cabin mates, but, whatever."

She gave a quick yawn after Michael was done talking. "Hey, at least we're all going to die together. What? Wrong timing? Never mind." She tries to find the best words to say. "A wise man once said, 'Life is the longest thing you'll ever go through'. So... We're freakin' demigods. Does it matter if it's a suicide mission?"
In Snowed In 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Arden gave a sigh. So, she managed to fuck up two things: Plan to get back before curfew. Check that shit off. Find something of actual value.

Because after she flipped, oh she flipped alright, because the only thing that happened to be in the orange envelopes were either notes or fucking graphs depending on your letter. "Yay! So happy. My phones is at fucking five percent, but at least I have these notes!"

They were proven to be about as useless as the papers, ranging from teachers telling who to check off, to Mr. Lep or Mr. SUA bitching about his star students. Because for some reason, in her seventh and sixth period, she just happened to find anything she felt was of use. Seventh. Parent phone numbers, confiscated notes. Sixth. Next pop quiz date, exactly what it was going to be about, and the first five answers. But no way. Mr. Stick-Up-Ass just managed to be the most useless teacher in the yearbook.

Arden collected her backpack off a desk, and didn't even bother to put anything up. It really wasn't her fault that random pieces of paper were on the floor... Folders were scattered on his desk, and his life-long collection of pens were... How dare she say it? "Either stomped on or sticking out of his chair." She smiled at the idea. Yes, it was little she could do for payback, but it wasn't like she could throw them out of a window.

She imagined him crying about his pens, like he did every time a student gave him a new one. Not really the Mallon type of thing, but, whatever. She hoped the storm wasn't that bad, and moved to the door. That's until she noticed something blocking it from the window.
Vic muttered something, and stepped through the doorway. "At least I don't look like shit anymore."

Her eyes were at the normal size, the red lines were gone, and she felt a bit... Happy. That's to saying as happy you can feel about going on a quest, with all the bad outcomes. Death. Defeat. Death. Death. Okay, maybe becoming a disgrace... But mostly death. She pushed the thoughts calmly out of her head, put on a smile that looked so painfully obvious, and walked inside.

The only things she had to defend herself happened to be her knife, which she held, and her slingshot. Of course, her slingshot was tucked into one of her pockets, which made her move a bit stiffly. The bronze ammo didn't seem to help either. Some clothes were tucked into a Digital ACU backpack, because her siblings just started a craze over it, and toiletries. Small pocket change was put at the bottom, with a drachma or two. So, the Meyrick had absolutely no armor. Tough.

"Hey guys." She kept the smile on her face, which now looked like she just got back from the dentist, and was under laughing gas. "Wats up, Mr. Dinnnnnno?"
Okay guys, I'm going to assume the biggest time skip possible to get up to where you guys are. Don't worry. I'm American. So it's all okay.
In Snowed In 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Finally back online guys. Should have a Arden post up soon.
In Snowed In 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Irisity said
How in the hell I supposed to get on the fuckin chat I haven't been on there before


Oh, just put in the Password: wiggitywiggitywack.

That goes in under your nick, the open textbox.
In Snowed In 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
LowKey123 said
The air vent diariesEDIT: and August x Nobody is a thing! :D


Walgust is a thing.

Apparently everyone x everyone, and Jorge x Everyone, and Arther, because, why not? It's better that Warden, at least.
In Snowed In 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I would really, really not suggest crawling in the air ducts.

Day 15864 - Alice's POV

Dropping chat room references like crazy, just to punish you all.
In Snowed In 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Why do I have a feeling that when you said, 'crazy' you just weren't talking about drawing dick pics?
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