Finally posted! So sorry it took so long. My schedule had eased off now :)
Ophelia
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Had a super busy day today. Will post tomorrow👌
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Had a super busy day today. Will post then👌
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Is a wee bit bored.
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Bored of Mary Sue's. Make them stop🙈🙈🙈🙈
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I'm a twenty something mum, working my way through the crazy minefield that is life.
I love archaeology, medieval history, shopping, surfing and spending time with my little family.
As far as roleplaying goes, I love anything historical, especially set in the Tudor era. However, I'm totally open to other genres, and I do love a good mafia style plot. Variety is the spice of life and all that jazz.
I'm hugely easy going, friendly and rather amusing, so do feel free to shoot me a message.
I love archaeology, medieval history, shopping, surfing and spending time with my little family.
As far as roleplaying goes, I love anything historical, especially set in the Tudor era. However, I'm totally open to other genres, and I do love a good mafia style plot. Variety is the spice of life and all that jazz.
I'm hugely easy going, friendly and rather amusing, so do feel free to shoot me a message.
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It took Mia longer than she'd actually care to admit to find her bedroom. The corridors seemed to go on forever, and split into such a multitude of directions; that it was easy to feel disorientated. The house was absolutely stunning. Mia really hadn't seen anything this luxurious in real life before. There were crystal light fittings, obnoxiously white carpets that just dared you to step on them with dirty shoes, and even the doors had a highly glossed reflective quality. It was like being in a real-life dolls house, and it was as alarming as it was exciting. The amount of money that the production company must have to let totally random strangers move into a house like this, was quite unbelievable.
When she had eventually walked through her own bedroom door, her jaw dropped. It was huge. No, bigger than huge, it was bloody massive! There was a beautiful scenery window that looked out over the ocean, and Mia could actually see the beach when she was laying on her bed. A girl could really get used to this! The en-suite was about the same size as her bedroom back home. It had a walk in shower that actually spoke to you! A Jacuzzi bath, and it even boasted a mini sauna! Mia had never seen the appeal of a sauna, getting all hot and sweaty, but she was certainly going to give it a try now that she had one in her own damn bedroom.
Opening up her trunk, she started to pull out a few of her belongings to make it feel like more of a home. Photo's, her iPad, a few books that she was in the middle of reading and her art supplies. There would certainly be a lot of opportunities to paint from the scenery window, and even down on the deck by the looks of things. As she was pottering about her new bedroom, it did suddenly sink in that she was in a house full of strangers. They'd all seemed rather normal down in the kitchen, but you could never really tell, could you? After tying her hair into a ponytail, she peeked her head out of her door, checking the nameplates on the doors that sat adjacent to hers.
Matt, she remembered that he was the blonde and ever so slightly cheeky looking one, and then Jett, who she couldn't quite picture. Still, there'd be loads of time to get know them over the coming weeks! And with that, the blonde headed back into her own room, collapsing happily in her kingsize bed as she watched the ocean below.
Perfect.
When she had eventually walked through her own bedroom door, her jaw dropped. It was huge. No, bigger than huge, it was bloody massive! There was a beautiful scenery window that looked out over the ocean, and Mia could actually see the beach when she was laying on her bed. A girl could really get used to this! The en-suite was about the same size as her bedroom back home. It had a walk in shower that actually spoke to you! A Jacuzzi bath, and it even boasted a mini sauna! Mia had never seen the appeal of a sauna, getting all hot and sweaty, but she was certainly going to give it a try now that she had one in her own damn bedroom.
Opening up her trunk, she started to pull out a few of her belongings to make it feel like more of a home. Photo's, her iPad, a few books that she was in the middle of reading and her art supplies. There would certainly be a lot of opportunities to paint from the scenery window, and even down on the deck by the looks of things. As she was pottering about her new bedroom, it did suddenly sink in that she was in a house full of strangers. They'd all seemed rather normal down in the kitchen, but you could never really tell, could you? After tying her hair into a ponytail, she peeked her head out of her door, checking the nameplates on the doors that sat adjacent to hers.
Matt, she remembered that he was the blonde and ever so slightly cheeky looking one, and then Jett, who she couldn't quite picture. Still, there'd be loads of time to get know them over the coming weeks! And with that, the blonde headed back into her own room, collapsing happily in her kingsize bed as she watched the ocean below.
Perfect.
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I will get a post up today. It's been a bit crazy. Sorry!
The excitement was palpable as Mia, the long awaited seventh participant stepped out of her taxi cab. The young woman still couldn't believe that this was actually happening. Just four weeks earlier she'd been a senior at high school, and now she was going to be in a reality television show! Unbelievable. Mia had initially submitted her audition tape as a joke, not thinking for one minute that she'd actually be selected, but here she was! It was bloody amazing. With a deep breath, she walked over to the visibly buzzing television presenter, resisting the urge to laugh out loud at how cheesy the whole scenario was.
"Ah, and here is Mia! Our own Californian grown beauty. How does it feel to be the only Californian that's going to be staying in the house?"
"It's exciting." Mia answered honestly, "Someone's got to represent us." Shooting the presenter a cheeky wink, it was rather obvious that the young blonde felt very comfortable in front of a camera crew.
"Fabulous! So, tell us, why did you sign up for our little show?"
"I figured that it would be a good way to celebrate leaving High School, and to kill some time whilst I decide what to do with myself next." Mia smirked in amusement, tucking her characteristically long blonde locks behind her ears as she continued to listen to the presenter's questions.
"Now, I know what a lot of people watching will want to know - and that is whether or not you have a devastatingly handsome beau pining your absence back at home?!"
Mia let out a small laugh and shook her head nonchalantly, "Nope."
"That's what we like to hear! Head on inside Mia and get yourself settled. We love you already!"
With a wave, the young woman descended along the palm lined driveway, and made her way inside the house. It was possibly the most luxurious building that she'd ever seen. There were palm tree's, LED lights blinking from every tiny crevice and the blonde was fairly sure that she could see an incredibly large jacuzzi nestled just out of view on the deck. It was like something out of MTV Cribs, and it was overwhelmingly exciting that she was going to be living in it. As one member of crew whisked away her pull along case, another headset wearing officiate led her towards the source of the noise and buzz; the kitchen; seemingly where everybody had gathered.
It was at this point that Mia felt a wave of nerves rush over her. What would the other people be like? Mia had watched enough reality television to know that there were bound to be a few sharks. Would there be anyone that she got along with? Would they like her? There were just so many questions buzzing through her mind, that she felt momentarily dumbstruck.
Come on Mia, you can do this. Suck it up.
Just before they stepped inside, Mia checked herself out and self-consciously pulled on the hem of her pale pink t-shirt. A pair of distressed blue skinny jeans hugged her natural curves and settled just below her defined hip bones. Her tan was luscious from days spent on the beach or in the surf, and she looked every inch the Californian with her tousled blonde locks and freckles. It amused her greatly, because at that moment, she certainly looked like a stereotype.
You look like such a bloody beach bum.
Now finally in the kitchen, she let her dark brown eyes scan around the room. There was a real mix of faces, one of which she immediately recognised as the producer. Stepping a little closer, she slipped her hands into her back pockets and smiled cheerfully, nodding politely in recognition of everyone. She felt very much like she was standing on a precipice. This really could change the direction of her life forever, but she certainly felt ready for it.
"Ah, and here is Mia! Our own Californian grown beauty. How does it feel to be the only Californian that's going to be staying in the house?"
"It's exciting." Mia answered honestly, "Someone's got to represent us." Shooting the presenter a cheeky wink, it was rather obvious that the young blonde felt very comfortable in front of a camera crew.
"Fabulous! So, tell us, why did you sign up for our little show?"
"I figured that it would be a good way to celebrate leaving High School, and to kill some time whilst I decide what to do with myself next." Mia smirked in amusement, tucking her characteristically long blonde locks behind her ears as she continued to listen to the presenter's questions.
"Now, I know what a lot of people watching will want to know - and that is whether or not you have a devastatingly handsome beau pining your absence back at home?!"
Mia let out a small laugh and shook her head nonchalantly, "Nope."
"That's what we like to hear! Head on inside Mia and get yourself settled. We love you already!"
With a wave, the young woman descended along the palm lined driveway, and made her way inside the house. It was possibly the most luxurious building that she'd ever seen. There were palm tree's, LED lights blinking from every tiny crevice and the blonde was fairly sure that she could see an incredibly large jacuzzi nestled just out of view on the deck. It was like something out of MTV Cribs, and it was overwhelmingly exciting that she was going to be living in it. As one member of crew whisked away her pull along case, another headset wearing officiate led her towards the source of the noise and buzz; the kitchen; seemingly where everybody had gathered.
It was at this point that Mia felt a wave of nerves rush over her. What would the other people be like? Mia had watched enough reality television to know that there were bound to be a few sharks. Would there be anyone that she got along with? Would they like her? There were just so many questions buzzing through her mind, that she felt momentarily dumbstruck.
Come on Mia, you can do this. Suck it up.
Just before they stepped inside, Mia checked herself out and self-consciously pulled on the hem of her pale pink t-shirt. A pair of distressed blue skinny jeans hugged her natural curves and settled just below her defined hip bones. Her tan was luscious from days spent on the beach or in the surf, and she looked every inch the Californian with her tousled blonde locks and freckles. It amused her greatly, because at that moment, she certainly looked like a stereotype.
You look like such a bloody beach bum.
Now finally in the kitchen, she let her dark brown eyes scan around the room. There was a real mix of faces, one of which she immediately recognised as the producer. Stepping a little closer, she slipped her hands into her back pockets and smiled cheerfully, nodding politely in recognition of everyone. She felt very much like she was standing on a precipice. This really could change the direction of her life forever, but she certainly felt ready for it.
Name: Max Steadman
Age: 26
Occupation: Professional surfer
Personality: Self indulgent, womaniser
Humour: Crude
Quirks: Six toes on left foot
Hobbies: Surfing and listening to himself speak
Specialities: Swimming
Handicaps: Incredibly selfish
Name: Chloe Thomas
Age: 23
Occupation: Barista
Personality: Manipulative
Humour: Doesn't really have one
Quirks: Vegan
Hobbies: Reading
Specialities: Photographic memory
Handicaps: Lacks social empathy
Name: Tom Dent
Age: 20
Occupation: Trainee Chef
Personality: Mischievous joker
Humour: Finds everything funny!
Quirks: Will not eat anything red
Hobbies: Running
Specialities: Cooking and cheering people up
Handicaps: Trusts too easily
"Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without!" Buddha
Name: Mia Turpin
Age: 19
Occupation: Fresh out of High School and still unsure of what to do next!
Personality: Life is a breeze mentality and uses humour to diffuse awkward situations
Humour: Sarcastic
Quirks: Phobia of fish
Hobbies: Painting and surfing
Specialities: Languages
Handicaps: Mild anxiety disorder, and incredibly indecisive!
Other: Mia has a tendency not to want to talk about emotions, and can be quite reluctant to speak to people about what she is experiencing. She'll prefer to distract from the situation using humour, or a change of topic.
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