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Riley Daniella Dean
Meg and Dia-Monster Remix

Nickname:Dani

Age: Twenty

Sexuality:Heterosexual, Straight

Appearance:

Dani has brown hair that looks red in bright lighting. She’s tall, 5’7 and has a slender form. She doesn’t have any peircings or tattoos, but she could be found with a silver chain hanging from her neck. Her eyes are an olive green color, and with sunlight, they are brighter.

Dani is more into the simple kind of look. She wears jeans mostly long sleeved shirts to hide the scars and burns on her wrists. There are times where she can be found wearing a t-shirt, but with black fingerless gloves. Dani doesn’t really have a care if people assume, it’s when they know the truth that worries her.

Her favorite pair of shoes are red converse, or black. The strange thing is, there are times where she wears make up and then there are times where she doesn't.

Personality:

The Rebel: Rude : Sassy :Fierce; Riley or sometimes called Dani, is rather rude to those around her. She prefers to be rude, than to be the sweet and gentle girl that she used to be. She can be found as sarcastic as the next person who walks by, or worse. Her attitude puts off a sort of “Stay Away From Me” message. However, most should remember the phrase, don’t judge a book by its cover. She hates people getting into her business or getting too close.

Sassy comes with lively spirit. She can be found with high spirits, but at times she’s always in a bad mood. No one really understand why exactly, and she refuses to let people in. She’s great when it comes to comebacks and she could be found quite humorous and full of laughter. She’s outspoken, bold, not afraid of anything.

Fierce comes with some downfalls, but she’s a strong minded young girl. She seems to laugh in the face of danger. She seems to be so alive and nothing close to fragile. However, her mind works in different ways than most. She’s smart, but she’s always doubting herself. She’s lived a life of disappoint. Which, in turn, makes her so…annoyed and put off by a lot of people. Dani used to be so sweet and caring, though she has her moments.
She’s funny, smart, observant, and very talented when it comes to sketches. She’s pretty quirky underneath all that rock, but she’ll always have some sort of attitude.

Strengths: Intellegence, Children, Cooking, Understanding, Pushes herself to be better, to do better. Secretly kind. Minds her own business. (Sometimes). Talented.

Weaknesses: Pushes people away, Sometimes her voice is faster than her train of thought, nightmares, bodies of water, rivers, the past. Alcohol.

Likes: Drawing, Photography, Rooftops, Monsters, Cooking, Dancing, Babysitting, Some Flirtation. Licorice.

Dislikes:Water, can’t swim. Disappoint. Most Others and the Happy-Go-Lucky type of girls. Peanuts. Most sweets. Scars.

Potential Interest: (Not Yet Available) She doesn't think anyone would like her anyway.

History: Everyone has their problems, their dreams and their nightmares, however, some have them more than others. Around the childhood years, Dani’s mother and father died during a fire, and she blamed herself for it because they died saving her and the fire was her fault. She was seven years old and had left one of her dolls near the fire place. Doll hair is very flammable, didn’t you know? The doll’s hair caught on fire and spread to the rug, which caught on to the rest of the family room, then the rest of the house. No one told her what happened to her mother, perhaps it was too much to tell to a child, especially one so innocent. But, yet, telling her that her father pushed her out one of the windows, before he too, died with the rest of the house, wasn’t.
Since then, by the unlucky chance that no other relative existed, Dani was sent to a foster family. She was sweet and kind and loving to each foster family that took her in. The first family, lasted for six years and it was the best experience she ever had.

Now, everyone knows that the teen years are the hardest. A new lifestyle, a new school. Dani went to her first day like it was nothing, but most of the kids had a problem with her. She wasn’t rich and she didn’t have money or fancy clothes. The type of bullying she went through was severe. A group of kids had pushed her into the pool during gym class, while the instructor was outside taking a phone call. Dani sunk. She tried to swim and was unable to.

She nearly drowned that day.

That wasn’t the first attack. A field trip, that Dani was lucky enough to go to, didn’t go well either. Word had got out about what happened to Dani’s parents, and the group of kids; Four girls, two boys, decided to call Dani an arsonist and pulled her out of bed one night. They dragged her through the woods, tied her wrists together with rope and tied her to a tree. The ropes were so tight, they caused burns and permanent scar tissue. A teacher found her the next morning.

Since then, Dani refused to go to school and was shipped off to different Foster families. She started getting an attitude, getting into fights, underage drinking; families just didn’t want her. As soon as she hit the age eighteen, she cleaned up for the most part. Of course, the alcohol problem was bad, but she took a private program and got her GED. Diploma wasn’t something she wanted. She got a job working in a restaurant part time. She saved up money for two years and finally found a place to stay. Little did she know, other’s would be sharing the same house. One that she was told, was beautiful. It sure was.

Other: Don’t ever go into her room. She will get upset.

So begins...

Riley Dean's Story

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#2013-09-25 08:00:05, as written by ladygeekiness

Karolyne Teverr

She was very frightened, but then she saw a friendly little cottage in the distance ~ Goldilocks and The Three Bears

Karolyne sat in her mum’s car, looking out the window. It used to be hers, but her mum needed it more, hat with her going to adopt a kid soon and Karolyne moving out. Karolyne had only found out a few days ago, and was almost regretting moving into a complete stranger’s house, but memories of her dad haunted her too much. She sighed and looked at her mum in the driver’s seat next to her, smiling happily. Karry was glad she was happy, she truly was, but she just didn’t feel happy. Normally being around happy people made her happy, but not right now. Maybe it was moving out, maybe it was her dad’s passing, but whatever it was it didn’t matter. What did matter was how the hell Karry was going to get along with her housemates. She didn’t always get along well with people, and these people probably wouldn’t like her. She didn’t care. Friends weren’t necessary to move in somewhere. She never had, and never would need friends. Allies, but not friends.

Karolyne and her mother turned into the street Teller Avenue, and looked for number 20. Eventually, Karolyne saw it. It was a pretty large house, with a nice garden, and it had smoke coming from the chimney. Karolyne bet that there were some wicked opportunities for stunts around and about the old place. She grinned, and prepared to be bombarded by the scents of family. When she'd checked the house out yesterday, she could smell cookies baking from the sidewalk. As they pulled up, she looked at her mother and her mother looked at her. They both smiled, and hugged each other tight, but it was a bit hard to reach across the gap between the seats. When Karolyne pulled away, she saw her mother had a tear in her eye. "What, is there something in your eye?" Her mother laughed softly, sniffed and put a hand on her chest, looking at her daughter, her eyes filled with pride. "No dear, I'm just so proud of my little girl, grown up and moving out." Karolyne groaned, blushing from embarrassment. "Mum, I'm 20 years old already! And this is only temporary, remember?" Her mother smiled, and Karolyne gave her another hug before they both got out of the car.

Karolyne picked up her skirts as she stepped out of the car, her red converse sneakers shining bright against the darker shades of her outfit. She closed the door behind her, and jogged to the back of the car, her slightly modified Victorian dress easier to run in than a normal one would be. She opened up the boot of the red car, and pulled out her three suitcases of clothes and things, whilst her mother took her large few boxes of belongings. Closing the boot, Karolyne's stomach was filled with adrenaline as she readied herself for the certain havoc that was going to occur in this house. Looking at her mother again, they both nodded sharply at each other, and their athletic legs carried them and the various boxes up to the house easily. Karolyne jumped up the stairs, almost dropping the boxes, but she did a little wobble to regain control of the boxes. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, let the adrenaline build up, and knocked on the door.

Almost instantly, the door opened, but no one was there. Karolyne was puzzled, until she heard a little cough. She turned sideways to the house so the suitcases weren't in her way, and saw a little boy raising an eyebrow. "Oh, the housemates have started arriving. What a surprise, I was expecting a girl scout selling cookies!" Karolyne smirked at the boy's humor, then looked around in the house, and was about to ask to be allowed inside when an elderly voice came from inside the house. "Jason! Leave the dear alone and let her in!" The boy, apparently Jason, stepped out of the way, and Karolyne gratefully stepped inside, putting the suitcases down at the side of the door, and her mother did the same with Karolyne's box of belongings. Soon, an elderly lady bustled around the corner, and grabbed her in a hug. Karolyne was shocked by the woman, and stiffly hugged her back. She was wearing an apron, probably baking judging by the flour and how most people liked cookies to eat after a long journey. The woman held her by the shoulders, and looked her up and down. She scrunched up her mouth then grinned. "Ah, I remember now! You're Karolyne! You came to see the house! I wouldn't forget a pretty face and unique fashion sense!" Karolyne grinned at the woman's kindness, and did some remembering of her own. "So Ms. Smith, where will I be staying?" The woman pointed at a piece of paper pinned to the wall. "You and your roommate are listed there. I stuck your names on the doors as well so you could find the rooms easily dear." Karolyne groaned at the mention of roommates, but Ms. Smith was distracted by Jason peering into the mixing bowl. Karolyne turned to her mum, who smiled sweetly at her. "You go get your stuff ready, I'll just have a cup of tea before I leave." Karolyne nodded, and walked over to the piece of paper, her skirts swishing as she walked.

Karolyne peered at the piece of paper and read it.
ROOMMATES
Kaylee Remington ~ Riley Dean

Lucinda Myratles ~ Karolyne Teverr

Sophie Mazzocco ~ Casey (Please BEHAVE Casey! Just because you're sharing your room, doesn't mean you have to be rude.)

Sebastian Samuels ~ Brad Lovell

Dale James ~ Corbin Hyde

Jason, you will be sharing your room with another fellow who hasn't given me his name yet. I'm sure he will be lovely.

Ms. Smith xoxo

Karolyne sighed, dreading sharing a room with a complete stranger. She hoped she wouldn't mind her small red ant collection and her tarantula. She wondered if they'd stayed in the box the whole journey, maybe they'd slipped out. The excitement of just finding out was great. She turned to her suitcases, picked them up, and started to walk about the house. She found the bathroom easily enough. Some lucky lucky person would get to smell the morning's crap every day. It wasn't her. She was upstairs, in a room that was almost an attic room, except it wasn't an attic, it just felt like one. The light blue door had Karolyne and her roommate Lucinda's name on it. The door was slightly ajar, and Karolyne kicked it open, and the expected happened. A bucket of confetti tumbled down, laying out a colourful carpet of shredded paper in front of her. Karolyne smirked at her prank detecting skills, and put her suitcases down on the ground before sitting on one of the single beds. It was a pretty blank room, some shelves, a drawer and cupboard for each side of the room, one window, white walls, and beds fitted with stripy sheets and spotty blankets. Overall, the room seemed both neat and mismatched at the same, like a holiday shack. Karolyne lay back on the bed, staring at the blank ceiling. She smiled, and closed her eyes, expecting some more new members of this will be crazy household to arrive.

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#2013-09-25 17:44:42, as written by xRoo

Riley Daniella Dean

”I really hope you’re not a waste of time…”

Riley Daniella Dean wasn’t homesick, but still that pit deep down in her stomach was knots. She almost couldn’t believe she was finally getting away, running from the past and taking that first step into the future. She saved up enough money to move, that was her goal and she achieved it, but still, she felt those awful nerves, those gears in her stomach grinding against each other. It was as if she was nervous, but in a way, she was more excited. Would she miss home? No. There wasn’t ever a sense of home for Dani, not really. But this new house would be home. At least, she hoped it would be. She smiled faintly, leaning against the backseat of that cab. She should look into investing in a car, if she were going to find a job, a car would be nice…

She had found an ad in the newspaper and called right away. She talked to an older woman who said this house would be large, beautiful, and that others would be sharing it. That was the one thing Dani would not be looking forward to. Sharing the house. It meant more people and she was not looking forward to that. People and Dani, they just never really mixed well. It was like a cup of salt, instead of sugar for cookies.

The cab pulled up in front of the house, just as another cab was driving away. Dani sighed, took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. The cab driver mentioned cab fair and Dani nodded. She almost forgot that it cost a lot of money for this cab, hell, it cost more for the train ride. Dani leaned into the passenger window and paid the driver. He grinned, his teeth flashing bright silver and gold. What an odd man… She thought, forcing a smile from her lips.

Dani moved around the yellow cab and asked the driver to pop the trunk. She had two large suitcases, her camera bag and her messanger bag. She swung the strap of her camera bag over her shoulder and soft sounds of rolls of film fell against the curb.

“Damn it.” She muttered, kneeling down on one knee, grabbing the black containers quickly. She stuffed them into the front pouch, zipped it shut and closed the trunk’s door.

Her outfit might of stuck out like a sore thumb, but she didn’t care. She wore long dark blue jeans, black button down boots, a long sleeved black top and fingerless gloves. Her make up was a bit dark today; eyeliner mostly. First impressions…were never her thing. She sighed and dragged the suitcases up on the curb, secured her camera bag and made sure she had her wallet in her back pocket.

“Welcome to the big city, mami!” The man hollered, before he took his leave. Dani rolled her eyes and looked up at the house.

There was a man, already standing at the front door. He was dressed neatly, tidy. Dani on the other hand, she did but, people had mixed feelings about her outfit.

“Just go to your room and don’t talk to anyone.” That was her statement, her rule, her hopes that it would go smoothly.

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#2013-09-27 01:33:40, as written by lollismack

Lucinda Myratles

"And then I took the spider by its leg and flung it out the window! It was a very traumatic experience for me!" Lucinda babbled on, gesticulating wildly with her hands to show her point. "Hey, hey! Do you think my room mate will be nice? Oh, I hope she is! And it will be a she, right? I don't think Mrs. Smith would put me with a guy. Not that there's anything wrong with guys, I mean besides the fact that they're not girls so I can't live with a guy because I'm a girl! Does that make any sense?" Lucinda asked, tilting her head a little. She was currently in a cab, driving past rows of neatly planted trees and tall buildings. "Oh, we could have a party! I do hope the others are nice too! Do you think they will be nice?" she inquired without giving the cab driver a chance to even answer her previous question. The cab driver appeared stricken, his eyes focused solely on the road in front of him. An increasingly deep frown was making its way to his forehead.

"Err...I can't say..." the cab driver said, trailing off. He coughed slightly and sighed to himself, no doubt wondering what he did to get such a noisy customer. "Oh don't worry! I'm sure they will be awesome! Oh, I can't wait to meet them all!" Lucinda gibbered, a wide grin appearing on her face. Her blonde curls hung loosely from her head, giving her a messy appearance. As usual, her outfit was totally mismatched. Sporting a bright orange sweater paired with black and neon striped tights, it was a sight to behold. What was most unusual about this outfit this time were her earrings. They were a pair of gigantic eyeballs, seemingly bulging out from the clasps.

New York! I love this city already! Lucinda thought excitedly, clapping her hands in front of her. She stared out of the cab window happily, jiggling her legs in anticipation. "What wonderful weather today!" she exclaimed loudly. The cab swerved a little before righting itself again. It skidded to a stop in front of large, brown brick house. "We're here," the cab driver said gruffly. Finally! he couldn't help but think.

"Oh goody! Here's the payment! Keep the change! You've been such a great conversationalist!" she said to the driver. The driver rolled his eyes and took the payment. Hope I never see her again... he thought. Lucinda got out of the cab with a bounce and skip and retrieved her luggage from the back of the cab. "Goodbye!" she called out, waving to the speeding cab. She turned and headed towards her new home.

Oh look! There're people here already! she grinned. "Hello everybody! You're my housemates right? Oh it's so good to meet you all!" she said, shaking each of their hands. "I'm Lucinda by the way! I'm also going to be living in this house from now on! I hope we can be good friends!" she chirped. "The door's open! Let;s all head inside! Oh, this is such a wonderful day!"

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#2013-09-27 12:38:03, as written by Sadies

David Alexander James
Dale

As Dale stood waiting at the front door, the sound of another taxi arriving made his turn around to face the other direction to glance at who it was, at first he was undecided about whether she was another member to the house or not but seeing that she took out two large suitcases from the back of the cab he received his answer. He assumed she was a bit emo by the way she was dressed which meant that she was probably going to have an attitude or be a loner, he hoped she would be a loner, at least she wouldn't bug him as much.

He turned back to face the door as the sound of the hinges clicking caught his attention, finally some-one was answering the door. From behind him was the sound of the girl dropping some-thing, he ignored it because he simply didn't care, he was more interested in getting into his new accommodation. As she joined him on the doorstep he glanced over at her and made a smile in greeting before looking back towards the door with nothing more than that.

He watched as the door opened to reveal a small child standing in front of him. He stayed quiet, he had never really known how to talk to children. He nodded his head as the child spoke before she walked away. Dale pulled up the black handle of his suitcase and was about to proceed into the house when a very excited person arrived.

David seemed a bit taken back by how excited she was, he knew straight away she was going to really bug him because she seemed very foreword. Many often called Dale antisocial because he wasn't a fan of making too much convosation and he wasn't easy to get along with. He shook her hand, although he didn't really feel as if he had a choice whether he did or not then quickly retreated into the house without speaking.

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#2013-09-28 06:08:02, as written by cindorkella

Kaylee Remington

“Why isn’t this camera working!?” She mumbled while slightly hitting her Nikon D200 camera on the side in attempt to turn it on. Moments before, Kaylee was out on the streets of New York City whistling in attempt to catch a cab. Her first step in receiving a cab was completely, the next step in putting her load of stuff had obliviously failed since her camera wasn’t working.

In high school one of her close friends insisted Kaylee to join photography club for that they were embarrassed to be one of the few to have joined. Her “friend” had quit after the third meeting due to a “family crisis” and was unfortunately unable to participate in any photography club events. Although it became a flop for her friend, Kaylee had felt like she had met a new passion for her to take on in the club. After the first meeting, Kaylee had thoroughly enjoyed snapping random shots and kept photography as one of her main hobbies to this day.

“This camera is officially the worst camera in history. Why can’t you,” Kaylee mumbled angrily to the camera flipping it over to switch out the batteries. In return, her camera flashed on surprising her mid sentence her rant. “Work?? It’s a miracle! You know what I’d just said about you being the worst camera? I was just kidding.” The taxi cab driver glanced over his shoulder in time to see Kaylee chirping happily to her camera. It wouldn’t be the first time Kaylee randomly talked to an object or herself out loud and a nearby stranger staring. Glancing up, from her now functioning Nikon, her eyes met two extremely amused eyes. “Oh. What this thing?” Kaylee giggled, “Sorry. I finally got my camera to work as you can see. Yipee. How much further are we from the house?” The cab driver nodded his head toward the GPS answering her question. Kaylee had only 5 minutes left before she would see her future home for a long period of time. Her mind was whizzing with thoughts ranging from is the house owner nice to it even being a good idea.

Passing by a dazzling view of New York City, Kaylee quickly snapshotted the picture perfect moment. With the taxi cab moving it added a slight blurry effect to the picture emphasizing how busy and crowded it was with all the people walking and tall city skyscrapers framing the horizon in the background. Content with the only photo she was able to snap, Kaylee gently placed back her camera into its case right on time when she arrived at the light pink house.

“Oh its just so adorable!!” Kaylee gushed on while throwing thirty dollars at the cab driver. She strapped on the camera bag on one shoulder and on her messenger bag carrying her drawing & writing notebooks in the other. When she was just about to open the door to leave Kaylee quickly added on winking, “Thank for driving me by the way! I hope you have a splendid day and spend those thirty dollars on some nice warm pizza and share it with that nice girl you’ve been crushing on! Also may you please open the trunk?” The cab driver stared at Kaylee with wide eyes and a slight pink tint spreading throughout his cheeks.

Oh dear. Kaylee sighed in her head when she peered inside the trunk filled with her random baggage. Soon, one by one, she had been able to retrieve all her belongings, slamming down the trunk door then double tapped the roof of the taxi notifying the driver to drive off. Hearing the two knocks, the taxi driver speed off leaving Kaylee in the dust to with her moving in at the new house. Counting all stuff around her, she had totaled up about seven different things minus all the extra stuff that wasn’t in boxes. “Oh great, I just had to have so much stuff… Can’t blame me though.” Kaylee muttered out loud to herself ignoring the fact her new neighbors could be watching her. Deciding that the stacked belongings on the porch was good enough for her, Kaylee walked up to the front door to ask for some help when a piece of paper on the door caught her eye.

ROOMMATES
Kaylee Remington ~ Riley Dean

Lucinda Myratles ~ Karolyne Teverr

Sophie Mazzocco ~ Casey (Please BEHAVE Casey! Just because you're sharing your room, doesn't mean you have to be rude.)

Sebastian Samuels ~ Brad Lovell

Dale James ~ Corbin Hyde

Jason, you will be sharing your room with another fellow who hasn't given me his name yet. I'm sure he will be lovely.

Ms. Smith xoxo

Wait, roommates?! Oh great, what if. What if. What if they find out about… Her thoughts trailed off to her rage fits, shaking her head slightly Kaylee turned around and gently knocked on the door smiling waiting for some one to open the door. As the seconds ticked by Kaylee found herself angst to see what waits inside for her. Her hands began fidgeting with the edge of her dress. The only time Kaylee ever fidgets is when she was nervous and to be fidgeting with her dress or an object it means Kaylee is even nervous AND excited at the same time.

Since she was going to be moving into a new house Kaylee felt a bit “spontaneous” today and decided to go all out wearing a nice sweet heart neckline floral dress that flares out slightly at the bottom just above her knee slightly. Then she toned it down with a military green jacket and belted in the middle to cinch in her waist.
After a couple minutes Kaylee was just about to knock again when the door swung open to reveal a person in front of her. Smiling, Kaylee greeted them pulling a slight joke in attempt to lighten the mood of awkward greetings. “Hi, I’m Kaylee Remington. This is Ms. Smith’s house right? I hope so, hence the sign on the door about the roommates policy. If it isn’t there’s a sign about that on your door. Maybe the wind blew too hard?”

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#2013-10-06 01:26:41, as written by xRoo

Riley Daniella Dean

”I prefer Dani.”

Quiet, oh how she loved the quiet… though she could hear the sounds from the front room. Dani lifted her first suitcase and settled it on top of the bed, popped open the lid and immediately, she was greeted with a Monster. Dani glanced at the hall through the open door and smiled softly. A Monster was her prize and joy, when it came to delicious energy jumpers and one that she was surprised it hadn’t killed her yet. Dani popped open the tab and took a long, drawn out drink before she settled it on top of the dresser. The young, emo, punk, outcast sort of child returned to her clothes, slid them into the bottom drawers and stretched her arms up above her head.

Her first step, was to survive the rest of the day. Who knew who else lived with her? Would she get along with them? Probably, as long as she stayed out of her way and they stayed out of hers. She saved a lot of money, for her rent, food, a new car, and living a new life. That sounded great…a new life. Though the past still haunted her, and it will always haunt her, at least she was still moving forward.

Absent minded, the girl began to rub the inside of her wrists, touching the rope burns and the scars from her past. That was the one step, the one foot that was stuck in yesteryear, the one mark that kept her from disappearing completely. It was like a distant memory; she could still hear their voices, their laughs echoing around her. She could almost feel the ropes tightening around her wrists. Before she was pulled forward, Dani was pulled back to reality.

She knelt down on her knees and moved the second suitcase on top of the bed. This one was rather large, packed to the brim. Her clothes, her few jewelry, a few folders, a few books here and there, and the some knick knacks was what was locked inside. She figured she would have to run down to the store and grab a few miscellaneous things. Dani sighed softly and ran her fingers through her hair once more before she finished clearing out her clothes. Dani took her folder and gently brushed through the photographs… She was planning on putting them on her wall, but the idea of someone sharing her room, she wasn’t really able to put them up anymore.

Dani took another drink from her Monster and sat it back up on the dresser. She finally found her sketch book and smiled lightly, before she climbed onto her bed and leaned against the wall. It was time to draw.

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#2013-10-11 09:41:28, as written by ladygeekiness

Karolyne Teverr

My advice for girls who are waiting for their Prince Charming is to be open for anything. Be open to new experiences, be open to the idea that it may take longer than you want, but if you're open to meeting new people and new adventures, then love will come along~~Lily Collins

Karolyne heard a whole bunch of people arrive and got up. Deciding not to give away her "unique style" as Ms. Smith put it, Karolyne took off her dress as quickly as was possible with all the ruffles and strings. She managed to take it all off and put it in a box at the bottom of her cupboard. She got all her other dresses and packed them carefully into boxes as well. She would show them her real side at some point, but she didn't even know what they looked like at the moment. So, deciding to pretend to be normal, Karolyne picked out her outfit for the day, and skipped out of her room.

Karoylne skipped down the hall, going past an open door with a housemate inside. Instead of stopping, Karolyne sighted the stairs up ahead and grinned, sighting an opportunity to show off a little bit. Just a little. Karolyne stopped, and crouched slightly, like an olympic runner at the starting line. She took a breath, and started running. She sprinted quickly, the stairs coming closer with every speedy stride. Taking a leap and a risk, Karolyne jumped high, and landed on the banisters of the stairs, parasol in hand. Laughing, Karolyne slid down the banisters, her smooth bottomed sneakers sliding her smoothly down the oak wood railing, eventually however she stopped sliding just as she came into vision of the other 7 housemates. She assumed the other two would be here soon. She took a few running steps and jumped off the banister, landing on the ground safely. She stood there in front of the housemates with her legs apart, hands on her hips and a grin on her face. "Why hello there!"

Karolyne smiled and swung her parasol like a pendulum, grinning at her housemates, before realising some were having trouble getting in. "Oh! Let me help you with that!" She quickly went over to a ginger woman and took two of her suitcases. "Hello! Just helping with your luggage!" She smiled and heard Jason make a sarcastic remark before being hushed. Karolyne looked to the ginger woman's side and saw a few people who were all either talking to her or being talked to. She smiled. "You're quite a magnet for attraction aren't you?" She grinned at her, and taking the two suitcases in one hand, she gave the ginger a little hug. "Karolyne Teverr. Pleased to meet you." She smiled, and looked at a well built guy with assorted gym kit as she finished the last sentence. She winked and blew a kiss at him before leading the ginger woman into the house with her suitcases. She didn't really mean the kiss but he didn't know that. She walked in, her shorts showing off her athletic legs as she put the cases down, massaging her palm as she spoke with a grin to the ginger. "Tell me, what's your name miss ginger?"

(OOC: I tagged everyone to remind people to post:)

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#2013-11-10 20:32:25, as written by xRoo

Riley Daniella Dean

”I really hope you’re not a waste of time…”

That was very least expected. There she was settled on top of her bed with her sketch pad, almost completely in one of her zones. This zone was a particularly quiet bubble, where the rest of the world didn’t exist and she’d scribble away the images in her head, onto the stretched out pad of paper. But just before she reached the bridge between the beautiful world of art, and reality, two girls piled into the bedroom with suitcases. It alarmed her to the point her piece of charcoal broke off at the tip and the remaining pieces crumbled between her fingertips. She could almost feel frustration boil under her skin, but more so the air felt tight and she felt herself panic. There was no way she could sit calmly on top of her bed with loud noises and crowds in their small bedroom. She supposed one of them was her roommate and she knew the first impressions were everything, but she was going to have to make up for it later.

Dani closed her art book and stuffed it into one of her suitcases before she stood up. She still hand her gloves on and her hair hung loosely. She shook her head, unsure of what to say or what to do for that matter. A billion and one thoughts ran through her head, mostly which resulted in fear and lack of air. She felt like she wasn’t going to breathe and she wasn’t going to be surprised if she passed out right there.

“Excuse me.” Dani muttered, her voice not even clear to herself. She pushed passed the girls, having caught their outfits and already feeling like she didn’t belong. She almost felt like Alice, from that story Alice in Wonderland, how the poor girl was shrunk to such a tiny little thing. Dani was that tiny thing.

She finally pushed herself through the door way and looked over her shoulder before fixing her attention on what’s in front of her.

More like who was in front of her. She hadn’t had the chance to look at him directly or admire his features, for the poor girl had collided into an unknown man. Her legs tangled up into themselves as if she tried to stop and she felt the both of them move. It all happened in slow motion, at least, that’s what it felt like for her. Her hand rose to grab onto something, but only air was available. Her body moved and fell on top of the male’s, her wrist caught in between their bodies and the floorboards. She felt a tug and a pull inside her wrist as it bent in a way that shouldn’t be possible. Her voice called out, not of surprise but of pain and her eyes squeezed shut.

Dani felt the pain rush from her wrist to her elbow and back down again. It throbbed with fury as her eyes remained tightly closed. She opened her eyes carefully and her gaze had settled on a pair of two beautifully sharp blue eyes. Her green olives blinked slightly and she used her free hand to gently push herself off his body, her hand absent-mindedly touching his stomach. Were those..muscles? Riley, off. She thought, shaking her head and carefully standing.

Suitcases were on the floor, and made it difficult for the girl to get herself off the boy. Her wrist was already bruising and she felt the pain boiling underneath her skin. “I am s-so sorry.” She stuttered, unable to hide the pain in her voice. “Excuse me.”

And with that, she hurried for the front door. She pushed passed people, ignoring comments or concerns. She needed to get out, she needed air.

She took off down the sidewalk, Casey watched as she stopped at the corner. Dani found an empty lot, one without people and clutched her wrist to her chest. She wasn't sure if that man was following her, or if he stayed behind.

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#2013-11-13 03:59:29, as written by cindorkella

Kaylee Remington

Flashbacks that were once flying like awful crows above a dead animal zapped away like lightning when a voice shook her awake. "Why hello there!" Twisting around in a complete 360 spin, feeling a ballerina at the moment, she spotted a slim athletic lady grinning at her.

“Oh! Let me help you with that! Hello! Just helping with your luggage!” She offered then took a quick glance around her. “You're quite a magnet for attraction aren't you?” Feeling her cheeks redden slightly she shook her head. “Oh, I don’t know about that….” Kaylee responded sheepishly while following the girl to her newfound room. Before she even came to the house she hadn’t even thought to think how her new room would be like. Just moments away from where she’ll be staying at for a while (that could take a turn for the worst although the house was similar to her old) began worrying her slightly. Once she took foot into her new room, Kaylee felt like this was defiantly a brilliant impulsive move she had done.

Placing her only suitcase she now had in her hand besides her messenger bag on her cushion bed closest toward that was available, the Karolyne Teverr girl spoke up, "Tell me, what's your name miss ginger?" Looking down at her suitcase, Kaylee mentally face palmed herself for forgetting to introduce herself to someone that helped her carrying her belongings.

“Oh gosh, silly me! I’m Kaylee Remington. Nice to meet you! I think I like you a lot for the few minutes I’ve met you.” After turning around to greet Karolyne, she spotted a black haired girl in slightly rock star-ish clothing in the background.”Oh hello there! I’m Kay~” Kaylee introduced herself to the girl, but before she could the girl politely muttered, “Excuse me.” and dismissed herself from the room.

One thing that Kaylee knew she was the best at, was comforting others. So when the girl walked out of the room quickly with the look of discomfort, Kaylee's first response was to go after her. But not knowing how the girl would react, Kaylee felt like the best decision was to get to know her before doing anything first. Though, the event still itched the back of Kaylee's mind. “Oh dear. I hope I didn’t offend her in any sort of way.” Staring at the opened door from which the girl left through, Kaylee’s entire face scrunched in concern.

Then looking at the suitcases around her, Kaylee realized that she didn't have time to lose. That would have taken me forever to bring up here. I should start packing before it more people arrive or something though. I hope that girl was alright. Argh. So much stuff to do.

“Thank you Karolyne once again for helping. You too Casey! I am extremely grateful for you guys’ help. I must start packing now!” She jokingly grinned at her cheesy typical line to say when thanking someone. Then turned back to her first suitcase and began unpacking her clothes.

Feeling slight pang of guilt for having two people to carry a bunch of her luggage, Kaylee decided she should make it up to them. Baking cookies sounded awfully good to her and brought nice warm sunshine and rainbow childhood memories. Deciding on the cookies, Kaylee spoke up loudly afraid that they have left already. “I’ll make it up to you guys! Thank you once again!!”Then turning back to her suitcase she sighed. Oh dear. Cookies will defiantly be my goal in the meantime.

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#2013-11-13 07:48:21, as written by ladygeekiness

Karolyne Teverr

Karolyne smiled at Kaylee, waved, and turned on her heels to head out the door. She dashed down the hallway, and slid down the banisters again. Just as she landed her feet on the floor again, she heard yelps of pain, and saw the girl in black and the muscular man she'd seen earlier on top of each other, with the girl's wrist obviously now dislocated. Karolyne watched the girl rush out the door, and looked concernedly at Ms Smith. "Do you want me to get the ice and first aid kit or do you want me to chase after her?" Ms Smith smiled softly and started to head out the door. "I think I'd best talk to her dear. You all start getting your things done, I've just put a variety of cookies on the table, I wasn't sure what everyone liked!" Ms Smith had a feeling she knew where Riley was. As she started to leave the front lawn, Karolyne and her mother, who was enjoying a cup of tea, started getting ice and preparing the first aid kit with help from Jason to find everything. Karolyne had dealt with dislocations before. They weren't that painful to her at least, and she was reluctant to help, but supposed she'd best pull her weight.

Ms Smith
Ms Smith strolled down the sidewalk pretty fast for an old lady, heading towards the old lot her grandkids played in from time to time. It's where many people ran into it even if they didn't know the neighborhood. Something about it soothed the soul. She'd guessed right. It had been a long shot, but it had worked. Ms Smith came up to her slowly, and smiled at her. "Are you alright dear? I saw that nasty dislocation, and thought I'd best ask if you were okay." She came closer and held out her soft old hand. "Can I have a look at it? I was a nurse once dear."

(OOC: Took control of Ms. Smith for this post, glad to see people posting again!)

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#2013-11-25 12:08:16, as written by S1mon

Corbin Hyde

Corey could remember the days when he was like Brad Lovell, being so confident in his ways, flirting with any pretty girl that happened to be in his sight. Afterall, such was only natural for a guy envisioning himself as the 'Alpha Male', to dominate other males while also being able to have first pickings of food which also included first pickings of the girls, usually those who the beta males usually want. Such was the impression that Brad gave, arriving in his smart casual clothing which in other words means dressing to impress, followed by his grand announcement of himself as one all must know and one must revere to, in addition to his immediately personal introduction to Kaylee who he had been talking to which was clearly showing his superiority of course.

To compare his younger self with Brad, Brad was probably more 'Alpha Male', as despite his younger self being more relaxed, he was more a charmer than a flirter and he didn't really do much flirting when he was dating the head cheerleader. Afterall it was only natural for a jock and cheerleader to hook up, but when you were no longer the leading jock then the leading cheerleader don't want to stick around, high school cliques and all that. Brad seemed to retain the whole 'alpha' thing though, even though the act was all a facade, such that he learned when he dropped the act, though clearly Brad liked to be center of attention, as he did have an effect on the italian girl who had arrived, "Bello", before his and her attention turned to a guy with a feminine voice with neon green trousers and a pink t-shirt. Certainly looked like Brad had some competition in the attention department to wear such loud clothing as the italian girl addressed him about the roommates policy. Well his name was Jamie', such that he had made clear so he wouldn't be his roommate, so he wondered who this 'Dale' was.

Realising the girls had gone inside, he followed the sounds of their voices as he entered the house with Kaylee's bags, two in each hand, not wishing to delay any longer. Afterall, quicker everyone had their things in, quicker they could get to know each other. Certainly were a mixed bunch from who he had met so far; Kaylee, Karolyne, Brad, that italian girl who he had not spoken to yet, and then there was Jamie too who was probably gay from his choice of colours and his voice though he wouldn't pass sentence just yet, or judge him as everyone had a right to be who they want to be.

Lost in his thought, he soon found himself losing balance and not so long after that, found himself crashing down towards the floor, the cause being the girl that seemed to have come out of no where. In order to break his fall, he lifted his head up slightly to prevent injury to his head, while his arms toughened up to prepare for the inevitable landing that he could not avoid now. Hearing the girl in pain however clearly sent a message that something was wrong, as he looked with concern at her as their eyes met, "Are you alright?", he asked.

The girl of course was more concerned with getting off him which he could understand and be grateful for so that he could stretch his back which had taken the most from the fall. He would of thought that he would of been able to break the girl's fall but obviously something was wrong. "I am s-so sorry...Excuse me", leaving before he could say another word as he initially worked on getting up and stretching his back, before quickly finishing off what he started by grabbing the bags again and dropping them off to Kaylee's room as Karolyne appeared to get ice and a first aid kit for the girl. Corey however wanted to make sure she was alright personally.

"Your bags Kaylee, Brad should be bringing in your final two, I think...", offering a friendly smile before making his departure. With the bags now with Kaylee, Corey then set off for his next task at hand which was to check up on the girl. He would of checked first but as Ms Smith went out and as Kaylee was waiting for her bags, he had to do one thing or the other. Though with his rush outside, he collided into none other than Brad Lovell, instantly using his right hand on Brad's shoulder whilst leaning back as to prevent another fall. "Sorry", offering a thin smile following to show he was sorry, before moving away from him before Jamie gets any idea.

Looking around, he couldn't see her in the front garden, though looking beyond the garden, his eyes located her on the sidewalk with Ms Smith tending to her. Maybe she was in good hands now and probably didn't need his help. Afterall, he wasn't exactly a doctor and no doubt Ms Smith had more experience than him when it came to dealing with bumps and scraps and all that jazz. Nevertheless, Corey felt obligated to at least check to see if she was alright and if there was anything he could do, as he walked towards her and Ms Smith as Ms Smith checked her over. Waiting for the opportune moment as not to interrupt, Corey then asked, "You alright?", which clearly was the wrong thing to say when it was clear she was not alright, though such was Corey to state the obvious and at least show that he was concerned. "Should of looked where I was going. I'm sorry", though thinking about it, he wasn't sure whose fault it was but both had a part because he could of been more alert and stopped it as he did with Brad.

(OOC: Apologies for delay, though this should wrap everything up to help the others. Those tagged are all those he mentions/sees, hopefully to get things kicking off again)

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#2013-11-26 05:51:31, as written by xRoo

Riley Daniella Dean

”I really hope you’re not a waste of time…”

Dani was almost too surprised to see Mrs. Smith had followed her to the corner, while the young girl cradled her wrist in her free hand. It throbbed and it felt like a sprang. Yes, it was rather sweet for the older woman to offer, but she didn’t want to show the skin beneath the gloves. The burns would look too suspicious and she didn’t feel like having a whole layout of her life right there on the corner, and it wasn’t the right time for sharing, or for show and tell. But what excuse could she possibly use without sounding so rude? Dani shook her head slightly, her hair falling across her eyes for a moment.

“No. I mean, no it’s okay.” Dani said, moving her wrist behind her slightly. “Not a problem.” Dani forced a smile but her fake smile quickly faded as a voice was heard off in the distance. Her eyes fixed on the boy from before, the one she had crashed into…the one with the eyes. Her eyes met his and she could almost feel the warmth flushing to her cheeks. Dani cleared her throat and shook her head, though she meant to say she was fine.

“I’m a klutz, my fault.” She quickly said, keeping her hand behind her. “The wrist is fine. I’m fine, we’re all fine.” She said, having a bit of an edge to her voice, of course, she hadn’t meant it. It sounded almost rude of her and she quickly regretted it. But what was done was done.

Dani looked back at the boy, her eyes unable to look at him directly, for fear she would forget the words. Finally, her eyes settled on Mrs. Smith and she brushed her free hand against the back of her neck.
“Really…just fine.” She wanted Mrs. Smith to return to the house, not wanting to give the woman the wrong idea. The rope scars of her wrist would be somewhat…alarming to most and she could only imagine how the Misses would take it.

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#2013-11-27 02:04:35, as written by By Starlight

Brad Lovell

He was hardly phased by her slight rejection of him, and merely brushed it off with her being 'hard to get'. For a moment though, he stayed silent and observed those around him. One might compare him to a lion, stalking out his prey. He wasn't stupid, and he'd realized you could figure out a lot about people just by watching them.
High school was never hard for him, he breezed through a given social life as well as his classes. Everyone liked him; well at least in his mind. Whether they were bowing at his feet, blushing at his presence, or doing his dirty work, they looked up to him. Maybe it was because they knew who he was, and he'd built up the reputation all his life. Here was a new playing field, and he was just breaking in his cleats.
He did as whatshisface suggested, and picked up the other two suitcases of whatshername. She was pretty, but not worthy of remembering her name yet.
He walked in silence behind the two, still observing and deep in thought. Mostly about his photography, and what exploring he'd be doing now that he was completely on his own-save for the trust fund he'd gained when he turned of age. That seemed to help with any and all bills for now.
He muffled a chuckle as whatshisface slammed into some other girl. He raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
As whatshisface passed Brad heading back out to the others, Brad entered the room behind whatshername. He placed her other two bags beside the ones that were already there. He stayed for a moment, but only to ask her name. "What'd you say your name was, love?" he smirked charmingly.

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#2013-12-18 00:52:53, as written by S1mon

(OOC: Had trouble with net as of late due to moving house and then bad connection, added with my wireless not working either so access hasn't been good but back now. As for rp, was waiting to see if Ms Smith would respond but can assume she returned due to Casey's post while we have another interaction between Kaylee/Brad, so will have implied control of Ms Smith in this, just to get the interaction between Corey/Dani underway)

Corbin Hyde

Jocks certainly had their stereotypical image, but it did not mean that all jocks were the same. Jocks afterall were not the patient type for starters, such that Corey clearly was as he waited for his time to speak and not wishing to interrupt, such that other jocks would have no problem entering as they would feel they were more important. Patience was not the only thing, but also the way they act around the girls, such that jocks would continuously wish to impress, being more of an impresser rather than constant flirting and charming like the womaniser type which Brad clearly was. Corey was more concerned due to his background and would apologise if he felt he was in the wrong rather than dismissing like others. He was clearly different, as was the girl from first impressions as she could of swore and mouthed him off for getting in her way from her appearance but she was nothing like that...or was she....

"I'm a klutz, my fault...The wrist is fine. I'm fine, we're all fine". If that wasn't an 'awkward' moment, Corey wasn't sure what was, so he done what he felt was best, silence. "Really...just fine", she replied to Ms Smith as she rubbed the back of her neck with one held with one missing, no doubt hiding. Breaking the silence was a sound of a young girl, "Grandmother! Granny! Mickle got out of his cage again! I think he's loose!........Granny?", as he turned to face the girl who looked innocent, but with the smile and her arms not in sight suggested otherwise. Not only that, but the roommates note suggested she was naughty by Ms Smith's comment. Nevertheless, she seemed to pull Ms Smith away from the 'awkward' situation and over to her granddaughter who shared the house along with all the housemates and her brother Jason. Ms Smith was certainly an extraordinary lady to accept so many housemates to help them all out ontop of looking after her grandchildren.

Despite Ms Smith leaving the scene, the 'awkward' moment still lingered in the air, though Corey decided to break the air and return it back to the topic that had brought the three of them together, "You didn't sound fine when you left", he pointed out. It was not his intention to stir things up again, or he would of mentioned it while Ms Smith was there, as it was clear that saying she was fine when it didn't sound fine was her preferring to keep to herself, such that he found himself doing more when he gave up his jock-lifestyle and losing quite a bit of his reputation in the process with him no longer being the Captain. It was a good thing though, seeing as his girlfriend only desired him for his title rather than who he was. It was wrong. "Accidents happen and we both didn't look where we were going, so we're both klutz, but if your hurting then maybe you want to go to the doctors to be on the safe side if you need to, I won't tell anyone that you have if you prefer", he suggested, trying to be a voice of reason.

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#2013-12-18 03:47:43, as written by xRoo

Riley Daniella Dean

”I really hope you’re not a waste of time…”

Surprisingly enough, Dani felt relieved when Mrs. Smith left to tend to her granddaughter. Or at least, that is what she assumed by the term ‘granny’. Dani watched as the older woman disappeared into the house and allowed herself to take a deep breath as silence, not just silence but awkward silence hung above where she stood. She swallowed down her pride and looked to the boy she had collapsed into and her eyes finally settled on his own. She wanted to explode, but she was too tired of insulting people, in fact, she was too tired of everything at that moment.

He had mentioned the hospital and she took no time in shaking her head. “No.” She said simply, clearing her throat quietly. “Doctors and I do not mesh well.” Dani lifted her hand in front of her and carefully bent it back, craning her hand slightly. She grimaced and released an uneven breath of air. It must have been just a sprang, since she was able to move it and the bruising was a bit alarming but it wasn’t anything compared to her burns.

Dani, as a rebel, should have yelled at him for following her, but a part of her was intrigued. Why didn’t he just brush her off like most guys would? Compared to other girls, she seemed to just be a waste of space.

“I’d say did it hurt when you fell, but it’d seem like some cheesy bologna pick up line.” Was that humor? Certainly. If it was funny, she didn’t know, it had escaped her lips without her thinking twice about it. “Are you okay?”

Dani fixed her face on his finally, her eyes no longer looking pained, but somewhat intrigued. The rebel would have allowed her eyes to trail over the entirety of his form, but she wouldn’t allow herself to go that far. Though his eyes had caught her attention quite a few times.

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