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Gwen smiled and shook Alan’s hand. ”I’m Gwen. And you should stay! Or well, maybe set yourself a time limit, and if you aren’t having fun by then, then bail? Like a goal?” she suggested, relating how he felt to one of the things she did best. Set and meet goals. She nodded and listened as he spoke about the scenery and how social everyone was. Although, Gwen had spotted several people that weren’t. When she’d come up to the tables outside the activity center, several people seemed rather closed off. ”Um well, I think perhaps the most social, outwardly, people, could be the most withdrawn and introverted about their feelings perhaps?” Gwen offered up, hoping he found her relatable enough to be friends. She was very good at listening, as much as talking at least. Though she did tend to have a problem giving advice when people didn’t want it.

She shook her head dismissively when he apologized, laughing softly when he threw his hands in the air. ”I don’t mind talking about social dynamics. When I took behavioral psychology class it was one of my favorite sub-fields,” she shrugged. She was about to say something else when Baylen popped up beside her saying she owed him a picture.

”Of course!” she said smiling happily. It did seem like a perfect setting for a good picture. ”I don’t mind getting in the water I suppose, but take any of me dry you want first cause there’s no going back once I’m soaked,” she laughed, taking the camera as he handed it to her and turning it over in her hands. She turned it on and began messing with the buttons, figuring out how it worked though a few functions on it eluded her. ”That’s awesome, Baylen. Well,” Gwen said, turning back to Alan. ”I hope we talk more later, truly,” she said with a sincere smile before looking back to Baylen and returning his camera, walking out ahead of the two boys closer to the water. ”So… I’ve never been a model before… what should I do?” she asked, tilting her head a bit while a breeze blew the skirt of her dress about her legs.
Blox said
;__; I'll let it die. It's been given enough CPR. I loved the idea, what a shame.Ok this rp is officially closed. BUT! If you want a new rp to join check out my Fire Fighter rp


I would! But I've never seen the show.
FlatlandGirl said
Right, thanks Whirlwind :)


No problemo
Meta, Metallic, Metallico, Metallo, Needle, Iron, Platinum, Bullet, Steel, Jack Steel, Titanium, ummm Idk.
FlatlandGirl said
where is the post about who got accepted? Sorry I wasn't paying attention and I'm still kind of new here. :?


Very first OOC post. Yours was accepted
Eva - On the phone @ Maria's - Tony

I’m going home then, get what you need. Stay by the phone just in case I need to call you Eva looked at him like he was crazy, quickly hurrying to get standing. ”Tony!” she yelled at him, but it was met with the slamming of Maria’s door. Bewilderment on her face, she growled, pouting as she kicked some of Maria’s shit aside and crossed her arms. After a moment to calm down she, still not happy, accepted this was best and pulled out her phone. She stood next to where Tony had laid Maria, turning the volume on her phone up high so she’d make sure to hear it if he called.

It seemed like forever before she heard it ringing, and she answered it immediately. ”Yeah babe?” she said, waiting as he said he couldn’t find the naloxone. ”Okay, it’s under the sink babe. It’s in a pack with the word NARCAN across the front. It might be under something but it should be easy to find, ok?” she said calmly, watching Maria’s chest move up and down. Sure, she wanted Tony to hurry back, but like before, she knew panicking would only make things worse.
Death has arrived?! What did that mean? Oh wait… right… another demon. A person possessed by death though… that was rather frightening. Evelyn shifted uncomfortably as their host left, glancing towards Jorn as he mentioned his finger. She opened her mouth while furrowing her brow, but then closed it. Perhaps this was all true. Well. She certainly wasn’t hurting herself on purpose to find out. That was kind of crazy if it was all the truth. Possession she’d heard of after all. But immortality as a result? Bizarre on a whole other level. ”I believe you, Jorn,” Evie shrugged, not knowing if it meant much, but offering it anyway.

Katherin returned with a boy who seemed surprised to find others, and then asked if they killed people too. Alarm flew by Evelyn gaze as she looked to the others bewildered, wondering just what had entered their midst. ”Yeah… a drink sounds good to me too,” Evie mumbled, shaking her head. This was all crazy. She was suddenly wondering if she should be thankful she had Defeat and not something like this poor guy had. Then again, if they were immortal, they might be the only people he could touch. ”Um… what’s your name?” she asked the guy with gloves on, apparently a bringer of death, but one of them, afflicted, nonetheless.
Gwen glanced around quietly as others joined the group, smiling a bit at each in her friendly way. She did notice one girl who had been quiet herself, get surprisingly talkative around Tony. Gwen just smirked, shaking her head and turning away. Oh she should warn her. But then, it might be funny just to see her figure out Tony for herself. He wasn’t a bad guy, but dating him wasn’t always easy, that was for sure. Gwen hated tempers. She was all about relaxing when she could. Passionate guys were great, but not hot heads always ready for a fight. That was just stupid. Luckily, it seemed most of the guys here were pretty chill and she could get along with them easily.

Seeing a girl with a cigarette made Gwen crinkle her nose. Like cursing, girls smoking just didn’t seem lady like to her. She didn’t say anything or even make too much of a face, but it was there. Her thoughts about smoking being a rather dirty habit were interrupted by Claire’s overenthusiastic Awesome! before the tour began after she revealed her name formally. Cabins, activity center, cafeteria, courts (ah, Gwen made a mental note of them), oh and the beach. Looked like the bonfire was on its way. Gwen wasn’t much for swimming, never had been. But she loved the woods so she imagined a few hikes in her future.

They finally arrived at the pier and were asked if they had questions. Gwen hesitated to ask anything, whereas a girl with tattoos volunteered one about a curfew. Good question. Gwen wasn’t out late much, but with her new philosophy of chilling out, she just might become a night owl. She’d always been an early riser type though.

Splash What was that idiot doing? ”Yeah, just stay out there,” Gwen mumbled with a smirk so only those around her might hear in response to Tony’s statement about the water. She shook her head, smirk still in place and eyes sparkling as she was ready to ‘win’ any activities they were about to partake in.

She looked her fellow camp members up and down, and noticed Alan off by himself. Attitude shifting slightly, Gwen moved over to him and nudged him ever so slightly with her elbow. ”Do you plan on staying for the bonfire?” she asked with a smile, learning long ago that approaching someone to ask if they were okay just irritated people. It was better to be genuinely interested in what they felt or had to say instead of just making sure they said ‘fine’ so you didn’t feel guilty for not approaching them.
iSuspect said
I plan on starting this tomorrow or Thursday at the latest.


The first part sounded dirty. I think I'm tired.
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