Kris, come here.
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Thread Topic: Kris, come here.
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Ya want c1 or c2?
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u h h c1 ples lol
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GOGOGOGOGOGO
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Interests:
Flaws:
Skills:
Personality:
Appearance:
Aesthetic:
Introvert, Extrovert, or Ambivert?:
Other (1):
Other (2): -
( bro im so slow lmao )
Name: Jo Jacobs
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Interests: Music, dancing, art, social media, video games.
Flaws: Somewhat arrogant, talks too much, very smart mouthy.
Skills: Can sing, dance, draw, athletic (plays volleyball).
Personality: Very energetic, outgoing, fun-loving, slightly arrogant, somewhat sarcastic.
Appearance: Medium length black hair with two blonde streaks in the front (e-girl style lol), hazel eyes, dimples, scar across the bridge of her nose, wears pretty trendy outfits.
Aesthetic: Vintage/Soft.
Introvert, Extrovert, or Ambivert?: Extrovert with introvert tendencies.
Other (1): Has ADHD, slight depression.
Other (2): N/A -
Name: Arlo Brown
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Interests: Art, writing, reading
Flaws: Insecure, can’t hold up his side of an argument, tends to be way too submissive
Skills: Tends to know exactly what time it is, math, computer science
Personality: Shy, energetic, smart
Appearance: Curly dark hair, freckles across the middle of his face, wears whatever he finds comfortable, has zero fashion sense
Aesthetic: Light Academia
Introvert, Extrovert, or Ambivert?: Ambivert
Other (1): satisfied with life
Other (2): HE'S A NERDDDDD
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( T^T idk what to do to start it, i'm brainded. lmao)
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I'll start TnT)
Arlo sneezed from the salty sea spray as he and Jo washed up on a small island dotted with palm trees. "You alright?" he asked. He had already set to making the perfect sand castle, though he was nearly an adult. The waves smashed the island back and forth, making Arlo feel nauseous and motion-sick. -
( i sowwy, i'm just not very good at starting T^T )
Jo nodded, coughing. ``Yeah,`` she nodded, standing up and brushing herself off, though it didn't do much help. She looked around, running a hand through her damp hair. -
(Is oki! :D)
Arlo didn’t look much better himself. He was missing parts of hair in his scalp; the ocean had probably ripped some away. "Man, I hate the ocean," he mumbled. "Used to like the beach." -
``Honestly, I've never been a fan of the beach,`` Jo muttered. ``Sand is like glitter, it gets everywhere.`` She took a few steps forward, pulling her damp hair up with a hair tie she had.
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"Stuck on your hands and leaving every part of your body grainy and you can’t stand it and you’re forced to take a shower," Arlo mumbled. "Yeah, I'm starting to understand why people hate it." He found a shell digging into his skin and he pulled it out, wincing. "I hope that shell finds its way back onto the beach," he said softly, designing intricate stairs for his castle.
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Jo nodded and looked over, watching Arlo as he built a sandcastle. She sighed and sat down on the sand, fidgeting with the sleeve of her shirt. ``This is fine,`` she muttered softly to herself, hugging her legs to her chest. ``I'm just stranded on an island with no way of getting any help. This is just fine.``
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"How did we even get here?" Arlo wondered aloud. Inwardly, he was screaming. He barely knew who Jo was, only that he had been with her for two classes in his first year of middle school. "Why are we here?" he pondered.
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``Who even knows?`` Jo muttered, resting her head on her knees. ``I could be back at my friend's place, having the time of my life partying with them! But no, I'm stuck here, on a deserted F--KING island!`` She sighed,staring out at the water.
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(Oh btw you can still type swears, the site just censors them for you)
"Could be worse," Arlo offered, taking a sip of unclean ocean water. "We could be trapped a thousand feet under the ocean, slowly suffocating as sand is piled on top of us, and…" Arlo blabbered on. He clearly had a vivid imagination.
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