Altered Tundra

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

ICly drama everywhere. <3

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@HushedWhispers

Hmm, I'm up for either or tbh. I could continue going at the party, but I also feel like it has lost its momentum(a semi-fight would do that haha). So, I'll leave it up for the majority vote. For now, however, you can consider my vote for both yay and nay for timeskip.

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

I hate that feeling when you get close to finishing a certain character and for some reason, you don't "feel" it anymore. Like, you know you're going to complete it, but something in you for that specific character just clicks off. So, you're forced to scrap the character concept because you're just not feeling it anymore.

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Vivian Annabelle Corette

Location; The Party/Dallas' Apartment
Interacting With; Clarissa Price @GoddessSophia

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Vivian saw it - the genuineness of Clarissa’s smile - it was like the person in front of the daughter of Apollo was not the same person she had remembered to be. That person was cruel, mean, liked to manipulate with others and laugh about it afterwards. That person that Vivian remembered wasn’t her. In front of her was a person who truly felt something for the cut up boy over by the collapsed table. She was a person who, despite all preconceptions from everyone in the entire school, seemed as honest and almost pure. Well, probably not pure - this is the daughter of Aphrodite, after all - any kid of that specific goddess would never be pure wholly and completely.

“I don’t know much about him - well, actually, I don’t know anything about him. Hell, I never seen him around until tonight,” Vivian said, losing herself in her thoughts.

Her eyes raised to the sky as she mumbled various words. Inside her mind, she was trying to place his face with any of the known children of the gods and goddesses that make up the academy. It was then that she realized that there were too many to count. You had the children of the Big Three(as the teachers called it). There was Zeus -- the self-proclaimed leader of the Gods and Goddesses. Vivian never agreed with that. If Zeke and Stella were any example to follow it was that the Zeus children had something wrong with them, but Vivian tried not to judge them since she doesn’t know them all that well.

Then, Vivian went to the children of Hades and Poseidon. Truth be told, they were pretty mellow most of the time. Some of them were indeed a bit arrogant and self-centered, but that didn’t mean that they were bad people. Take Luka for example. He’s one of the nicest people that Vivian has had the pleasure to know, even if it was on a small level. He’s the only homosexual son of Poseidon that she knew about. So, perhaps he’s the shining end of the Poseidon children. The Hades Children were unknown to Vivian. Her knowledge of who they are and what they’re all about was, sadly, limited to their names: Corinthe Malakos and Thomas Sephtis. Both of them Vivian hasn’t had interactions with, thus she doesn’t know anything about them.

Oh get a hold of yourself, Vi. You’re getting off topic in your own thoughts. You’re trying to place Jay.”

Right, Jay. Who was he? Where did he come from? Vi didn’t know anything about him. “I can’t think of who he might be, but for him to be at this academy, he must be the son of SOME god or goddess, right?” Vivian rhetorically asked, “do you know? I mean, of all people he would disclose that to, he would tell you right?” Vivian inquired of Clarissa, "he doesn’t seem like the type to speak his life story to just anyone."

Final Fantasy X or XII partner wanted - A slight chance of mature and large chance of total amazeballs fun(looking for 1-2 parters of either gender)

babump

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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I can tell :) I enjoyed writing my post and exploring that new forming side of Clarissa in that situation.

I know...Yikes. Not looking forward to Skye and Stella adding towards the drama. Help!! *runs and hides, crawling under a rock*

@GoddessSophia

I think Stella might be just slightly more scarier than Skye. I mean, don't get me wrong, Skye will definitely strike the fear of Aphrodite into Jay and Zeke, no doubt; but Stella being who she is will definitely be a lot worse. Like, from what I gather, she is very protective over her brother, so anyone who hurts him — regardless whether if it was directly or indirectly - will feel the wrath of Zeus. I have a feeling that Delilah and Vivian will be collateral damage because they showed sympathy towards Jay and Clarissa.

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@Altered Tundra@karamonnom

Wow...the posts just blew me out of the water. I feel bad for Jay and Zeke...

Oh Yikes...Clarissa has a lot of mess to clean up for liking Jay....umm delicious posts for sure. Beautifully written.

@GoddessSophia

Thanks. <3 I surely did enjoy writing it. :3

And yeah haha, their lives are in danger it would seem. D:

From Oscar to Raspberry - Humorous Movie Synopsis Thread

The Judge: The father-son issue struggles is real.

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Vivian Annabelle Corette

Location; The Party/Dallas' Apartment
Interacting With; Delilah Wells@karamonnom

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“Oh, come on, Lilah! This is Clarissa Price we’re talking about. Her relations are almost as juicy as her mother’s was. You can’t seriously tell me that you’re not the least bit curious as to who got her attention?” Vivian said, wanting to just stare at them until she could figure out the mystery man.

Pretty much ignoring all that she said, Lilah tugged at Vi’s left arm playfully, smiling wide. The laughs coming from her and her body movements made Vi forget about Clarissa and the caramel-colored male for now. She was more interested in having fun with her bestest gal pal. Whatever was going on with everyone wasn’t a top priority for her. She was focusing solely on her best friend and the music that fueled the dancing desires in her and Vi.

Just as the fun for the two of them had started, it suddenly ended. The party went silent. The music stopped abruptly; everyone gasping, some outing words such as “what happened?” and “Daamn!” For Delilah, however, she shrieked louder than a Siren, her loud voice piercing through Vivian’s ears. The source of everyone’s varied, yet similar, reaction was at the beverage table - the same table that Vi and Lilah had seen Clarissa and the mystery guy kissing. The table had collapsed, all of the drinks spilled over. Liquid from various alcohol spilling onto the ground. Most of the bottles and cups, however, were piled on someone.

Before Vi could even take in what happened, Lilah suddenly rushed over. “Uh, Lilah, wa--” before Vivian could finish her sentence, a large blonde mass of human flesh rushed passed her, disorienting her equilibrium. Was that Zeke Carter? Vivian wasn’t sure, but he was the only blonde with that much strength and blonde of hair - well, aside from Vi of course and a few others. “So much for minding our own business, huh?“ Sighing, Vivian followed Lilah.

The party just got a lot more interesting.

Jeremiah “Jay“ Howard Tomers

Location; The Party/Dallas' Apartment
Interacting With; Delilah and Clarissa Price @GoddessSophia

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Everything seemed just like an afterthought. The music blaring at the party seemed to not enter his or her ears. The volume might be high, but Jay heard nothing but her and his heartbeat. It was as if there was a symphony playing and they were co-maestros. The orchestra of the moment playing romantic melodies to the beat of Jay’s heart.

The moment was perfect, until it wasn’t.

Suddenly, Jay felt his lips free of Clarissa’s, the saliva stretching from her lips and his. His two lips were still puckered up, as he still was kissing. Only, instead of kissing Clarissa’s soft, lips, he was kissing the air. Then, as fast as he had been pulled away, Jay was forcibly shoved into the beverage table hard. The impact with his lips against the table not only caused them to bust open, but the entire table collapsed, cups and bottles piling on top of him. He felt all of the liquid pour on and around him.

As he lay there on the hardwood floor, covered in an assortment of plastic cups and glass bottles, Jay heard what Zeke was saying to Clarissa. He stated that not minutes after saying he liked her a lot, that’s when she had moved on to Jay. How, that after he apparently told Clarissa about his feelings for her, she went to Jay. Now, imagine being Jay right now. He didn’t know all of this. Surely, if Jay had known, he wouldn’t have Clarissa. Hell, just approaching her was hard enough.

I feel like a fool.

Jay started to get up, trying to move the glass bottles off of him. Some of them were whole, so that was good, but a few smashed on his arms and legs. Jay saw that it ripped through his clothing and left a mild cut along his arms and legs. The rest, however, seemed to just roll off. The plastic cups, specifically, rolled a half of a foot away from him just as Jay had gotten to an upright, sitting position. His right knee was raised up and he made a wincing facial expression.

Just as his view went up, Jay suddenly heard a sweet and gentle voice from beside him. “I‘m fine, just a busted lip and a few scrapes and cuts. It's nothing I haven‘t experienced before.” Jay said, his view coming to the source of that voice. It was a woman with long brown hair. As he came to the view of her, he smiled. For some reason, there was something about her that brought a certain calmness to his heart. It was most likely her gentle smile.

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Vivian looked at Clarissa. Her first thought was what could she be thinking at this very moment? One minute she’s macking on the caramel cutie and the next Zeke blows up in her face and rushes off to god-knows where. It couldn’t be fun inside her mind right now and Vivian felt bad for her. It was in Vivian’s nature to try to help out any way that she could. To see anybody frown was not a sight that she wanted to see, even if it was Clarissa Price.

“Hey,” Vi said, as she approached Clarissa with a sympathetic smile, “you doing alright?” She asked, her voice full of genuine concern for Clarissa, “that couldn’t have been easy.”

Even though her and Clarissa didn’t see eye to eye, Vivian still was willing to lend a helping hand or an ear to listen. She wanted to make everyone feel good, even if it was someone that didn’t particularly care for her.