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| 18 Jun 2012 04:11 PM |
Camp Riverstone is a small sized camp on an island in the ocean. The dates of summer/spring session range from March 20th to September 2nd. The fall/winter session ranges from September 6th to March 17th. You can sign up any time within sessions. Camp Riverstone lies on Riverstone island off the east coast of America. It is a well sized island, and less than half of it is used for campgrounds. Then a small amount is used for activities and the rest is unexplored. The island holds many secrets that await discovery. - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Thousands of people sign up for this camp, but not everyone is accepted. Before you can even think about of coming to Camp Riverstone you must mail in a detailed form that describes you, your appearance, your life and personality. If you are accepted you will travel by boat to the docks at camp. You may bring any item(s) with you, but nothing ridiculous.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - Camp Riverstone has a dock where your boat arrives that is a small body of water that connects to a canal that boats pass through to get to and from the ocean and island. You will then, after arriving on the boat, be sent to the registration building by the docks and security measures to confirm your identity will be performed. Then, a bus or car, depending on who is with you, will drive you either to the left or right according to whether you are a boy or girl. The boys go to the right, into a shady area of the forest and the girls go left, to an open area by the ocean. There is an area in the middle where community activities go on and where you can spend your free time. The tents are simple. They have wooden platforms with a step up at the entrance. There are 6 bunk beds in each tent and the roof is tough fabric draped over all sides. A kid made up a nickname for it, called uff. The uff can be lifted and tied on any side of the tent, or rolled down for privacy. They name the tents at Camp Riverstone. The girl’s tents are Polka, Sassafras, Dee Dee, Sparkle, Docke, Budwood, Mustang, Macaroni, Licht and Stripes. The boys are Weave, Bukum, Rafter, Oakwood, Lion, Ferns, Showdown, Chester, Rockhall and Altec. Each tent holds 12 people. There are 20 tents in all, unless more are constructed. In the middle space, or the Roni, as it was named, there is a basketball court, soccer and game field, meal room, bathrooms, tetherball areas, garden, barn, gazebo, cookout area and stairs to the beach. - - - - - - - - - - - - -
RULES 1. Do not change the subject heading.
2. Do not use swear words too often.
3. Don’t go overboard with romance. You can hug and hold hands, that’s it.
4. You must be accepted by me or an admin before you roleplay.
5. No god modding or Mary Sue, etc.
6. Please use good grammar and put your name before your post.
7. Don’t hurt others for no reason or control someone’s character
without permission.
8. I can add rules at any time if I have to.
9. Put nope in other if you have read all the rules.
10. BIGGEST RULE! HAVE FUN!!
Admins: Me and whoever I add.
You can have up to 4 characters
Ages 9-17
The current RP date is June 1st, when most campers arrive.
CS sheet
Full Name
Ag.e:
Grade:
Gen.der:
Nationality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Secret/Talent:
Biography:
Other:
Items:
Tent name:
RP Sample:
{If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all. This is my first thread and I don't know if I messed up on anything, but if I did let me know :)} |
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:40 PM |
CS sheet
Full Name: Dove Jenni Palme
Ag.e: 13
Grade: Going into 8th grade
Gen.der: Female
Nationality: English/American
Appearance: Dove has light maroon hair that is thin and falls to the bottom of her neck. Her eyes are bluish-violet. She has pale-ish tan skin with random freckles on her body and a sprinkle across the bridge of her straight nose. She has thin lips and mid-length eyelashes. She has clear skin. She weighs 96 pounds and it is hard for her to gain weight. She is 5’4. She will usually wear a tuxedo t-shirt, patterned leggings under jean shorts, light blue converse boots, a locket and key necklace and a messenger bag. She NEVER lets her hair down out of a braid or bun. Almost never.
Personality: Dove is kind and shy, unless she has been introduced to you. Then she becomes silly and funny. She doesn’t usually care if she is back-stabbed or bullied, and she doesn’t cry in emotional situations, which she considers a set back because people think she doesn’t care about anything. She is creative with the things she does, and will turn something boring into something fun. She hates fighting with people and always avoids it, but she will punch you if she loses her temper.
Secret/Talent: She is an aspiring guitarist/singer and spends most of her time writing songs or scribbling lyrics in a notebook. She’s also an adequate fighter.
Biography: Dove was born in Florida, and lived there her whole life until her parents separated. Then, she went with her mother to live in North Carolina, and visited her father every 4 weeks. When she was 10, her mother was caught in a hurricane and taken to a hospital for injuries. Her mother lost her legs because of a pile of debris crashed onto her, and her mother thought it would be best if she lived with her father and his girlfriend. She slowly adjusted to the life with a stranger and her three sons, and soon thereafter she was sent to Camp Riverstone.
Other: nope
Items: Dove brought her iPod, journal, pens and pencils, toiletries and clothing, wallet, camera, flashlight, sunglasses, radio, some electronics, gum and a swiss army knife (yes, it’s allowed).
Tent name: Budwood
RP Sample:
.:. Dove .:. I walk to the boat I am supposed to board and pull my suitcase over the walking plank and look around. It is a medium sized white boat, it looks like there is a place to sit outside and a small area inside with a bathroom. I sit down on the seat and put my suitcase beside me. A man comes down some stairs on the far side of the boat and looks at me. “You all set?” he asks. I nod and he goes back up the stairs. The engine starts up and the boat slowly starts moving. The sea always relaxed me. Probably because I was born and raised next to it. The boat moves faster along the water until the horizon of land fades behind us. I begin to see a speck of land ahead, and the closer we get, it grows bigger. I soon can make out trees and a small canal in which it seems this boat will enter. I guessed right, and soon I can see all the trees close up and smell the scents of the beach. We slow down and stop in a small lake-ish thing and pull up to a dock. The boat stops and I stand up.
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:46 PM |
Bump :33
REPLY YOU NUGGETS
(I don't mean it) |
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:46 PM |
Name: Ally Tig A.ge: 14 Grade: First year of high school G.ender: Female Nationality: American, French, Irish Appearance: Short (4 ft), to the bone skinny, with Black curly hair, icy blue eyes, normally wears worn out sweater, jeans, and sneakers. Also has pale skinny lips, and a peace sign necklace Personality: Nice, friendly, shy, quiet Talent: Martial Arts master Biography: I grew up being picked on, my parents hated me. I eventually ran away. Other: Pet ally cat named Tiger [Tig-er] Items: Cat food, birthstone, shark tooth, bag full of a few clothes Tent name: Alphilis Rp sample: -Ally
I stride along the tents, looking for mine. I have my cat in one hand, and my knapsack slung over my shoulder. I read each tent name and finally come across mine. It's a little shabby... But.. It's nice. I cross the dirt road and open the flap. I cough as dirt flies. |
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:47 PM |
| Sorry I was typing for a long time. Couldn't make up my mind |
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:48 PM |
(I’ll join :D Though I would have preferred to do it on my main, this account will suffice :>) |
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Zezzi
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:48 PM |
To add to some things: Song writer, and book writer
More items: Diary/Journal, Pencil, laptop |
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:49 PM |
| You are missing two things. Not to be mean, but please read it again. There isn't a tent named Alphilis in the girls side. Also, please be VERY DESCRIPTIVE with your character sheet. NO OFFENSE!!! |
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:50 PM |
| Sorry didn't read it all... I'll make a new one. I am being lazy >.< |
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:52 PM |
| Oh, Really, I know you from another RP I think. I remember your name. You are probably admin :3 |
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| 18 Jun 2012 04:54 PM |
| (I remember you, your username is rather hard to forget. Anyway, I’ll post two CS’, probably not in the same post to avoid longness.) |
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:02 PM |
Name: Ally Tig A.ge: 14 Grade: First year of high school G.ender: Female Nationality: American, French, Irish Appearance: Short (4 ft), to the bone skinny, with Red long curly hair, sapphire blue eyes (picture meredith from BRAVE ^-^), normally wears a black areopostile t-shirt, with black Adidas sweater, and blue jeans. Also has white with gray streaked sneakers, white socks, and a blue knapsack-sometimes worn. Personality: A very shy quiet girl, but when best friended can be the nicest silliest person you'll meet. Talent: Martial Arts master, flute player Biography: I as born in Pennsylvania, grew up fending off bears and keeping myself safe. I was always bullied at school and I'm afraid it will happen again. Always grew up just not caring what happens next. My parents died in a car crash and I was a wreck, until months later when I signed up for this camp. Other: Pet ally cat named Tiger [Tig-er] Items: Cat food, birthstone, shark tooth, laptop, journal, pencil, army knife, fife (sister flute), extra pair of clothes along with a swimsuit, flashlight, sleeping bag, and a cat toy Tent name: Polla Rp sample: -Ally
I stride along the tents, looking for mine. I have my cat in one hand, and my knapsack slung over my shoulder. I read each tent name and finally come across mine. It's a little shabby... But.. It's nice. I cross the dirt road and open the flap. I cough as dirt flies. |
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:05 PM |
You will be accepted if you look through the rules one more time and tell me what you are missing...
And Polla is Polka, I believe? |
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:06 PM |
| Ya I have a spell check. sorry I didn't put the word in other... It was really long and it didn't hold my attention. O.o sorry!!! |
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:09 PM |
| Okay, you are accepted. We can start RPing after at least 3 more people join (including Really's character(s). |
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:32 PM |
| X3 lol...D: COOMMEE ONN PEOPLEZ JOIN! YOU PUSSES! |
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:39 PM |
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Full Name: Vendaris Blake Diua Ag.e: 14 Grade: Sophomore (Was able to skip a grade.) Gen.der: Male Nationality: British (English), Spanish, bit of Japanese and Russian from other relatives.
Appearance: Pitch-black hair with natural blue highlights. Hair is slightly ruffled with his side bang going slightly over his left eye. Irises are a deep green with white flecks scattered around. Black outlines the inside of both irises. His eyes themselves are relatively thinner than average, often giving a bored look, although he is uninterested a majority of the time. Rather light skin yet not a sickly pale; it has gained a slight tan. Mouth turns a bit downward naturally, giving him an appearance that he is always unhappy. People often ask him what’s wrong when he is simply just sitting around because of this. Lips are lightly pink as natural male lips go. His ears are full and have no piercings on them. Often wears things with light colours like T-shirts and such. Though he much prefers formal wear to casual. He still attempts to find an in between as he tends to wear blazers and vests. Stands at 6’3 and is a little under average weight, though with his height it isn’t that bad to others. Always has correct posture, never hunches standing or sitting. Voice has a bit of an English accent to it but not thick enough for it to bother; his voice is a very slow and mature tone.
Personality: Vendaris (Or Ven as his friends call him) is a very over-confidant person due to his high intellect. Though he has his faults in strength, arts and other such things this never seems to lower his self-esteem. As any normal human would he may as well boast as much as the next guy. To most people Ven comes off as a very serious man, an apathetic person with no real motivation towards helping others. Inside he’s quite the opposite. When provoked he can be very emotional and let every little bottled up feeling out into a fit of hysterics and tears. Luckily this is a rare thing and he is usually in control of his emotions. The reason for this emotion is simply pressure and instinct as he used to be a very empathetic lout like his brother, after yearning for a different identity he studied and learned to be somebody new.
Secret/Talent: He’s an exceptional opera/theatre singer as he has an unknown love for it; he’s a baritone. One of his other musical talents is playing the flute.
Biography: Lives with his single father Christian and his other siblings, him being part of quadruplets; three being identical and one being fraternal. His fraternal sister Winter is a irritation to him and often picks on his taste in music. His brother Archos is the most similar to him though Ven happens to be smarter than he is. His other brother Warren is simple-minded yet stronger and more athletic than him. Their mother passed away due to breast cancer when they were all 5. Although he doesn’t show it, her death has affected him greatly.
Other: Nope Items: Flute, Books, iPod, Writing supplies, Camera, Black Diamond Necklace, Flashlight with Batteries and other essential summer things that I don’t care to list.
Tent name: Altec RP Sample: y do I ned do dis
His sister leaned in from the back of the car and started separating his hair into pieces, examining the blue shine it gave off in the sunlight. He simply stared forward as his father told her to cut it out and leave him alone. With a huff she plopped down into the backseat beside her brother Warren. As soon as she sat down Christian stopped the car as they approached a dock. “Seeya V, don’t let the choir keep ya out.” He said, making gun-like hand gestures and making a ‘click click’ sound. Ven could hear Warren snicker as he simply looked at his father. ‘I’m not a fan of your sarcastic comments.’ He said as he got out of the car, slamming the door shut. As the family drove away his father rolled down the window and shouted; “It was a fact kido! Love you!~”
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:46 PM |
Accepted :D I believe Archos was the name of one of the three musketeers. Cool :P
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:47 PM |
| Both of you guys are admins. 2 more people, THEN RP! |
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| 18 Jun 2012 05:49 PM |
| >.< I really want to start rping... D: |
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| 18 Jun 2012 06:05 PM |
{Okay, we can RP until we have unpacked our stuff, k? THEN WE WAIT :3}
.:.Dove.:. I walk to the stairs and the man turns around and nods towards the dock, signaling me to get off. I walk across the boat and step out of it, and as soon as I do, the boat starts up and moves back out of the lake and into the canal, then dissapears from sight. I turn around and walk along the dock, my messenger bag heavy on my shoulder and my suitcase dragging behind me. I go down the stairs at the end of the dock and a woman about 25 stands there, wearing a tank top, shorts, flip flops and braids in her hair. She puts on her sunglasses and looks at me. "Oh, are you a new camper? Follow me. I'm Danielle. Call me Dani." I nod at her and she starts walking across a wide dirt road. On the other side is a small shed-like building with a sign that says 'Registration Building' in big official letters. She beckons me to the door and I enter. Inside is a desk, a couch and two chairs. There is also a door. A 40 year oldish skin and bones woman with short hair sits behind the desk. She looks up at me through thick lensed glasses and says "Dove Palme?" I nod and she says, "Mr. Wilkim is in the office." I enter the office and a man sits behind a desk with some papers on it. He beckons to a chair and I sit down. "Hello, Dove. I'm going to ask a few security questions that were given to me by your guardian." I look forward, but not at him. I look at the desk. "Ok. Number one. Where is your hometown?" he asks. "Minton, Florida." I say quietly. He nods. "4 more. Where are your mother and father?" he asks. "Divorced. One's in MD, one's in Florida." He nods again and takes a breath to speak. "Ok. Next, do you have any pets?" "Yes, a cat named Nib." He says, "So far so good. 2 more. Is your mother injured in any way?" I cringe, but not enough for him to see it. "Yes, she lost her legs in a hurricane." "Last one. What is your most focused interest in life?" I look up from his desk. "Music." He nods and says I can go to the bus now. I leave the building and head to the bus stop. |
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