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3 yrs ago
Current Oh Guild, how I've missed you.
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4 yrs ago
@Filthy Mudblood; If you need help keying his car just say the word and I’m on the way sis.
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4 yrs ago
RIP Kobe Bryant, a legend, and his daughter Gianna, who was a legend in the making. 💔
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4 yrs ago
I turned 24 on Saturday. Adulthood is still a big ass scam though.
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4 yrs ago
On October 3rd, he asked me what day it was... It’s October 3rd.
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Bio

My name is Jordan, but everyone usually just calls me Jo. I'm 26 years old, and I'm from Brooklyn, NYC.
I've got a little over 14 years of RP experience under my belt.
You'll usually see me in SOL RPs.
My discord is Ejected#5448


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I'll have my CS up soon.
@GrizzTheMauler
YESSSSS ANTONI!! That just made me want to watch Queer Eye all over again lol


Yee Haw

Location: The Salvador Residence
Interacting with: Julie MacMillan, Aaliyah King, April Foster


Soon after downing her first drink of the night, Chanel found herself alone with Aaliyah King. Of course, when April had approached the group, she offered her a warm smile and complimented her own costume in return. But the young woman left almost as soon as Julie had stalked off; Chanel had turned her head in just enough time to see her red-headed best friend partaking in one of the wettest, most disgusting kisses she'd ever had the displeasure of seeing.

Nearly everyone in King's knew that Joshua was nothing but another dumb football player who had more muscles than he did brains, so it took a few moments of deep thought for Chanel to figure out why Julie would ever put her lips on such a specimen. And in public, too. But then Chanel spotted Aurelio, and noticed the way he was looking in Julie's direction just as she was about to wave him over. That was when the wheels began to turn in her head, which eventually led to what most people call a "light-bulb moment."

Instead of saying anything about it, however, Chanel simply turned back to Aaliyah and downed the rest of her drink. "See, I was gonna say that we should go find some more food," she said with a sigh, "But after seeing that... yeah, I think I've just lost my appetite." Chanel definitely planned on bringing up that moment whenever she got a chance to speak to Julie alone, but for now she figured that she'd much rather have a little bit of fun instead.

After pouring herself another drink and taking a few large gulps, Chanel tapped both young women on their shoulders and motioned towards the crowd. "What do you guys say?" She said as she sat her cup down and let a wide grin make its way to her face. "Think we're drunk enough to dance, yet?"

Raspberry Beret


Location: The Salvador Residence
Interacting with: Bea Endive


Growing up, Carter's mother had always warned him of the negative effects of any kind of substance misuse, especially alcohol. She mostly did this because of his grandfather, who'd had a long history of alcohol abuse stemming from when he was just twenty years old. Carter could still vividly remember coming home from school every afternoon to find his grandpa sitting in front of the television, a half-empty bottle of gin in one hand and a cigar in the other. He hated how the man's breath always smelled when he tried to pull him into a hug, and how he slurred his words when asking him about his day. As a result, he was fiercely anti-drinking as a child, but then — like most teenagers — felt compelled to do it anyway as he grew older. Carter couldn't help but think about the countless lectures that he'd had to endure throughout his lifetime as he took a few large gulps from his red solo cup. If his mother were to see him now, she'd be losing her shit.

A few minutes after Carter and Georgie had entered the party, the two decided to go their separate ways; while Georgia headed off to do whatever it was that she wanted to do, Carter made a beeline for the refreshment table. He filled his cup with the first brown liquor he'd spotted, and mixed it with a little bit of cream soda. He was already on his second cup of the concoction when he managed to stumble into another body on his way to the restroom. "Woah," the young man said, ready to spew apologies to whoever it was that he'd collided with. But before he could utter another word, the short, blonde-haired girl beat him to it.

"Sorry man," She said, her voice monotonous and uninteresting. "Have any trouble digging yourself out of your grave?"

Carter simply chuckled and shook his head at the girl's question. "Nice to see you here too, Beatrice," he said as he tossed his cup into a nearby trash can. "Have any trouble succumbing to social pressures that tell you that you have to look a certain way in order to please a certain crowd?" While Carter did think that Bea pretty much nailed the whole "lady greaser" look, he did unfortunately have great disdain for the Grease movies. In fact, the young man wrote an entire essay on why the movie was yet another hilariously sexist, culture-polluted outrage after being forced to watch it during his ninth grade film class. Long story short, he thought that Sandy was a fucking idiot.

"You look great though," Carter said to her in an attempt to change the subject. "Enjoying the party?"


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