Sean FugueLocation:Circle, Cabin D<>Clothes<>Song<>Mood:<>OOC: Setting down both the packs, Sean sat and listened with half an ounce of interest to what it was Kevin had to say; the marshmallows didn't hurt his attention span either. Waiting until all announcements were over, he received his letter with a smirk. His immature mind connected Cabin D with something more vulgar, and not only that, but his mind started to run through pranks already, with the card barely in his hand for two minutes. Thinking to himself, he mindlessly picked up both the bags he had brought with him to that spot; including Stratana's... Making his way to his designated cabin, Sean opened it to see two persons; one of which was a girl. Sean eyed her up and down from behind subtly, and then looked to the other person. He had just come in to here "Emalynn" being said, and added gruffly, "Sean. 'Sup?" Settling in, he tossed both bags to the floor and surveyed the bunks; not too bad, but they looked a little short for him, and there was no way he'd be doing top bunk. Pretentiously, he made a place for himself on one of the lower bunks within the room by throwing one bag, his own, on top of the bed, and the other, Stratana's under it; without realizing he was tossing around technically stolen goods. 'First matter of business', he thought to himself, finding an open area on the floor, he fell face forward and caught himself with his hands before faceplanting into the wooden boards, "I gotta do my evening exercises." He advised, and immediately set to work on push-ups, counting upwards as he rapidly performed rep after rep. His usual target was 100 per set, which was of little bother to him to perform. Already, he had passed 20 and was quickly counting up. Stratana AriaLocation:Circle, Cabin B<>Clothes; soaked version of what was originally worn<>Song<>Mood:<>OOC: Stratana waited with nervous ambition as the groups departed, leaving few enough people to dare to pick up her letter. She took it without so much as budging her rotator cuffs in any given direction. Why did she have to sweat so much during hot weather!? A third party might have argued: Karma, but Stratana was not quite well aware of her cruel nature. With her letter in hand, it only took a quick glance to get the clue she was in Cabin B. However, all that was irrelevant as she booked it for the showers, since she knew where she was headed afterwards. She was in such a rush, she had completely forgotten she wasn't weighed down with her backpack. A year of Fortissimo's Music camp had taught her where the showers would be, but she had not been in the mood to guess her cabin later. All the same, the path there was generally, and thankfully clear as she stormed into the female shower section. Finding an empty stall right away, she stripped out of her damp, clingy clothing and hopped right into a shower. While she was in a rush to be cleansed, she had not lost her senses though, as she stood off to the side and away from the range of the shower head as she turned the water on at full force. Words could not describe her serenity as she bathed in the steadily streaming water jet. She could have stayed in there all night, if she hadn't been so tired. 'Better make this quick...' She set to work as she felt her muscles still feeling jell-oey from earlier. Sebastian SonataLocation:Circle, Cabin E<>Clothes<>Song<>Mood: Content<>OOC: For those realizing that Sebastian thinks a lot: this is no accident. A handful of marshmallows squished in his grasp, Sebastian coolly took his letter with the "Cabin E" below his name. Faintly, Sebastian chuckled at heart; this had been his cabin his first year, and so it appeared he was going out the way he came. What's more, he saw the name "Bryan Chambers" under "Counselor", and noted the fact he was sharing the cabin with two girls. Both of these facts were ones Sebastian had not quite a clear idea of what he precisely thought about either. Bryan Chambers had always been something of a compatriot and one of the spare few Sebastian could really talk to at camp; another person included Bryan's younger sister, Noëlle. As for the girls, it wasn't the first time he was bunking with the opposite sex, but sometimes things could get awkward. Usually, this would be in the way of barbed compliments he wasn't certain if they were meant to be more barb or compliment; such as it was duly and frequently noted he was a handsome head on top of narrow shoulders and a slight frame. Of course, he'd bulked up some since last summer, but only by a few pounds, and all that hard work in his only favored sport, Weight training (He didn't have to socialize in a gym unless he wanted; no necessary contact.), had done little more than to make him much less bony and more normal in size. At any given rate though, despite his tone, he was still rather svelte. Whistling the piping part of the bridge from "Send me on my way", he made his familiar way toward Cabin E as he contemplated. Now that he had carelessly dug up the tune from the farthest reaches in his mind, he couldn't get it out of his head, but this was not unfortunate; the tune pumped him up and got him excited to finally being settled in camp, or at least soon enough he would be. Then there was just the Treasure hunt to deal with. Sebastian had secretly wished he'd have been sharing a cabin with Sean again this year, because Sebastian knew full well how cruelly the bulky jock could manage himself in competitions. On the other hand, Sebastian didn't think he'd miss the pranks Sean always liked to play on those most available to him; his cabin-mates. Eventually, he reached Cabin E, and taking in its unchanged appearance, Sebastian entered the cabin, swinging his bag to the floor as soon as he entered. Sure enough, there was Bryan. He was seriously beginning to reconsider applying for a Counselor position, so that he could step from student to adviser following his next year. The camp fed his imagination, so frankly, he'd miss it; even if Kevin was a little "campy" about the camp introductions. "Hey, Bryan; long-time-no-see." Sebastian noted to the pre-arrived tenant. "Now that you're a part in charge, do you know the time when we eat?" Sebastian asked leisurely, this being the first thing on his mind while he was ravenous, as his stomach did front flips. Just because he was thin did not mean he didn't eat; that was his fast metabolism at work. Plus, Sebastian wanted to skip the formalities of Counselor-Camper introductions; it was strange how people who knew someone else years felt the need to introduce themselves once they counseled the other person for the first time.
Well, Jayn, I liked your Love Tracker so much, I decided to implement something similar for all of mine. :3 Theirs all will be different, but Base's will be most similar to yours by comparison. Here's how it goes: (P.S, why the extremes? I dislike low ceilings.) Stratana- Is one helluva biyotch, so her temper is her major attribute. Here's her Anger-Meter: Calm- Right before the storm. Upset- Is upset, but keeps it bottled and totally hidden. Bothered- A little noticeably ticked; she'll make it known she's angry. Furious- One tick away from the boom, Stratana's really visibly on edge. She might be too upset to even speak. APES#!t- RUUUUUUUUUN FOR YOUR LIVES! Sebastian- The Romantic, his tracks his affections. Here's Sebastian's Love-Meter: Normal- Take it as it is. Enamored- Sebastian is close to a loved one, and is happy with being close. HOLY COW!- Sebastian is directly involved with shared romantic feelings and is acting on them. X.x- Sebastian is totally Heartbroken and needs time to recover. Sean- An uncontrollable force of unbridled testosterone, his sexual urgency tracked here. I have yet to design it, but no worries, just because its sexual doesn't mean the bar is going to be of anything dirty. I just haven't had time. Appeased- He doesn't need anything relating to sexual pleasure. Turned on- He's thinking about it; probably won't act on it...probably. Wonting- He's one thought away from acting like a misbehaved Chihuahua. Aw Yeah!- He's there to seal the deal, and it's mutual wants meeting situational favor.
Sean FugueLocation:Circle<>Clothes<>Song<>Mood: Predatory/Wanton<>OOC: Hey, CStar! Sean, carting the bulky bags without so much as a strain, saw before him a buffet of women of varying ages and sizes, and most of them were worth taking a second look at. One in particular caught his eye; a younger girl, who looked timid and mousy, but was obviously craving for attention as she scanned the crowd for someone to talk to. Sean, of course, could well try to make himself that person she'd want to talk to; better yet, Stratana's bag was fortunately unisex in its appearance. He just had to check if she was watching him before he started strutting over toward Aislin; Stratana was occupied, so Sean figured he was cleared for take off. Sean flexed his massive arms and walked firmly towards the girl. He placed himself just within her vision, trying to catch her eye with his form. He made it look like running into her would have been a happy accident for the both of them. SebastianLocation: Circle <>Clothes<>Song<>Mood: Upset<> OOC: If I ever call Sebastian "Base", please ignore it; it's a force of habit. Sebastian sat on a bench in the circle as he nursed his head. In his hands, he held his affronter: a book that had flown right at him and hit him in the back of the head. Scanning the cover over a bit, he flipped into it and read a little bit of it aloud to himself; it was his usual way of reading, as he liked to use different voices and visualized better with audio. "Midnight snacking is a camper favorite; try not to let them get too carried away, because they will head for the Mess Hall in the middle of the night with the munchies; it's advised to keep concessions locked each night." He thought about this for a moment. 'It sounds like a guide to being a counselor...' He thought to himself as he scanned another page silently. Counselors had always been there when he was at camp, but Sebastian had never really figured on becoming one himself, despite this being his last year available as a camper. All these thoughts aside, Sebastian put his mind to the task of logically deducing the owner, and now that he thought about it, the tosser of the book. Quickly, he scanned all the faces, and there was but one older face that seemed to stand out. Not only had the elder man with the eyepatch seemed to have come to the camp just recently, but Sebastian also believed he had been close when the book had been heaved. Carefully thinking it through, Sebastian walked to Julius, holding out the book in his hands, secretly wishing he could keep it; but he felt he should give it back if it was needed. "Excuse me, Sir, is this yours?" Sebastian held out the tome to the older male, calling his attention to the book. Little did Sebastian realize that in doing so, he gave the book an unheard voice; a voice that was almost a whisper. The imaginary wispy whisper given in offering the book spoke the words "There is no escape for you... you are mine!" Sebastian imagined nor heard such voices, so his expression in offering the book was rather blank as he waited for a reply. StratanaLocation: Circle<>Clothes<>Song<>Mood: Bored <> OOC: Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, BORED! "UGH!" Stratana grunted as she crossed her arms under her chest, soaked in her own sweat and as uncomfortable as Hell. She desired no conversation, but sat on a recently vacated bench as Sebastian left it; she gave a little squeak of discontent and yawned, getting a mouthful of reeking Aria that caused her to cough. This caused her all the more towards the edge as she shrieked aloud, without care of who heard her; she was more concerned with who would smell her, because it felt like she'd taken a dive in the pool, and that she might soon drip with perspiration if matters were not handled soon. She almost wanted to check up on her bag, but she also didn't want to go in range of that boy who had them; something off putting for a woman to have an odor stronger than the guy being put off. So, she kept to herself and tried to remain isolated and away from any drafts towards the population.
Location:♫♫Clothes♫♫Song♫♫Mood: Melancholy, but content♫♫ OOC: Top Priority Editing :b Epic RP Banner for Sebastian by Dinny. "Ohhhhh, my God! It's way too hot in this death trap!" Were whines of anguish he kept hearing out of at least one mouth, yet Sebastian felt entirely comfortable the whole trip; even being dressed in a loose casual summer suit. The main crier was that Aria girl, Stratana, a walking sex pun in Sebastian's opinion. He had to admit, he did find her attractive, but having his heart broken so many times had told him girls like her were not the Princess in distress Sebastian yearned to save. To block out Stratana's moaning, which sounded strangely orgasmic by some mixed factor of heat or her melodious voice, Sebastian plugged his ears with ear buds and submitted wholly to his custom radio. This survived as his method until the ferry trip when his internet signal had all but vanished for his device, and just as he was just finished listening to Michael Buble's "Just haven't met you yet". Silently, he reflected on the lyrics. He was an incredibly sober young man, and in so, he rarely ever spoke unless the situation was necessary, or he felt overwhelmingly lonely. The lyrics spoke to him in the way that because he was retiring, not quite shy, he had trouble attracting members of the opposite sex; indeed, he really hadn't met her yet. The effect the seemingly optimistic tune had on him was somewhat depressing, but a hopeful one; perhaps this would be the summer when he met someone really worthwhile. They were off the bus and headed for the ferry, when he thought back and contemplated how he had curiously spotted one girl who had sunk to digging her head into the seat as she seemed to boil from within in a mostly black outfit on the bus, and gave her a thought Ex post facto. He had yet to see her face, but he had all the same wanted to help her. Still, what could he do? If it were cold rather than excessively hot, he could offer a jacket, but in hot climates, less layers were the cause for most people (Not him). Sebastian didn't quite feel like asking anyone to strip, no matter how well-meaning and unselfish the notion would have been intended, much not a girl he didn't know. All he could do was leap to the opportunity to get to the circle as fast as possible. He breathed deeply, his eyes calmly fixed on his surroundings. 'Soon'll be time to orient', he thought nonchalantly as he joined a group getting ready to head to the circle, grabbing his bag from the capacious compartment below the bus. StratanaLocation:♫♫Clothes♫♫Song♫♫Mood: Agitated ♫♫ OOC: Played for comic relief Stratana Aria peeled herself from the seat once the bus had stopped, and with her thigh muscles feeling like jelly, she pushed and shoved her way out; pushing and shoving no one but the stubborn seating of course, loathing their leathery uncomfortable feel. "Ewwww!" She murmured. Someone within her olfactory senses had been sweating profusely and gave off the worst smell; a sudden realized pressed Stratana into the unfortunate truth that that someone was her. More wanting than ever for fresh air, Stratana dry heaved, doubled over, as soon as she was on the dirt. "Disgusting! HERK!" She again couldn't suppress an attempt by her stomach to expel its contents, which it simply couldn't manage at this point. While everyone else was starting to gather and set off, Stratana had to stay behind while her stomach did double flips. She had played her violin on the bus and only stopped once the heat began to sicken her, causing her usually toned limbs to writhe with a jiggly consistency, even though her arms still appeared supple and firm; obviously it was more the nerves than actual change of mass, but Stratana was not exactly a biologist. The sensation made her feel bloated, which only added to her frustration in the heat, which in turn tripled when she realized she had left her violin on the bus, and her bag was still in the compartment, waiting to be- HERK! SPLAT! Her nerves had gotten the best of her and her stomach had gotten its way. Several hours locked in a moving oven tends to have that effect on those of a weak constitution. She wiped her face and groaned miserably. Sean FugueLocation:♫♫Clothes♫♫Song♫♫Mood: Pumped, and upon seeing Stratana, aroused♫♫ OOC: Please don't judge me; Sean's a bad boy. ;~; Sean Fugue bounded from seat to seat, using the tops of each and his massive hands to vault him forward, and in doing so he managed to reach the front of the bus without pausing or even so much as touching the bus floor. Once outside, ready for the ferry, he looked around, and found Stratana doubled over, facing away from him. This particularly caught his wandering eye, and not out of true concern for the distressed girl either; a lengthy, steamy bus ride had caused Stratana's notably short dress to stick to her indefinitely, and as a result, every curvature of her voluptuous form could be seen; Sean's view was doubled in the fact so was she. As much as he enjoyed the view, taking a prolonged viewing of "Rear in 3D" or maybe even "Cinemascope", he figured the ferry wouldn't wait forever. "Hey." He called out informally to Stratana to catch her attention. Quickly, she wiped away sour spittle from off her chin as she quickly whipped around, completely caught off guard. "Yes?" "You okay?" "Yeah, fi-" Stratana took in the bulk, that mass, that tone! She hadn't exactly fallen in love, but she certainly wouldn't argue against seeing this guy sometime soon. "Fine." She finished her sentenced a tad swooned. "You seem tired; want me to get your bag?" Sean feigned a gentlemanly demeanor. Truth enough, doing a nice thing is, in fact, doing a nice thing. However, the difference between a snake and a Gentleman comes in the motive. "Sure." Stratana returned, a little dumbfounded. Without another word, Sean popped into the luggage compartment and asked for Stratana to point out which one was her own. She complied, and he grabbed both his bag and hers with his prodigious grip, one in each hand. Each bag was certainly sizeable, and while some had been nearly crushed over the size and weight of their bags, Sean lugged one over each shoulder without qualms; he didn't even bother strapping the bags under his arms. Here, Stratana nearly fainted, but managed to join the others as Sean followed carelessly behind. From this interaction, he surmised Stratana looked as good in motion as she was stationary. ~~ Later that day, around 4. Sebastian, Sean, and Stratana made it to the campsite, and headed out with the others for the circle. Sean still effortlessly carried both his and Stratana's luggage as the group collected.
It seemed like everyone else was landing on the Highwire, and Base couldn't help but feel a little left out and snubbed. Begrudgingly, he again took to his glider. The glider ride, this time, was very much different than it had been before; the motorcycle felt more empowering and flew the air effortlessly. He spiraled straight up to the Highwire ledge where Dumbo was set, having to rising in altitude gradually. Upon reaching the ledge he kept his glider active, since an elephant sitting on little more than a plank of wood made him slightly unnerved. Base looked to the side, at the glider, and found the metallic stands had retracted up into the body. He noted that as he looked to the others with silent curiosity.
Sorry that I missed the opening day; excuses are irrelevant, but my reason is: SOMEBODY FORGOT TO PAY THE PHONE BILL! >,< Rawr. And of all the days too...;~; It should be turned on later today, but I can't post until later because I'm on a school computer with limited time. In the case that I do not post later, then my internet still wasn't turned back on. I'm going to read every post as well, and you'll know I read yours when I like it. I'm probably not going to do this every time, but it'll be so I can maintain a flawless bookmark in the story until I catch up. Shouldn't take too long. One last thing: Dinny's currently making a lot of things. One of those things further down on the list are the RP Banners for Stratana and Sean. Sebastian's is finished, and by Dinny; but I'll be including all three of my characters in my first post.
EDIT: I decided to make my own to give you a little more free time. I know you're super busy and you have a lot of other work just here in this shop, so it's the least I can do. {RP Banner} Order !! Size {Your choice} Image/s {Character} Text {Stratana; in High Tower Text, fully in this shade.} Orientation {vertical} Vision {At the bottom, where the wave goes up the most, try to fit in a dagger where the blade occupies most of the negative space and the hilt overlaps the positive space at the bottom, the tang and edge facing downward, away from Stratana. Also, if you could do what you did with Sebastian's RP Banner except with a Violin instead of a Guitar fretboard, that'd be great. :3 I'd like two version, but not to worry, nothing too drastically different: I want one version where the dagger blade is clean, and one where the same dagger is moderately soaked with blood. Both versions will be used if made. Try to make it as cheery-looking as possible, even with the knife at the bottom, to give it a nice stark contrast.} Shape {This} Other Specifications {I've run out of things to put in... hey! Look! Someone got kicked in the boingloins... the boingloins....someone got kicked in them.} {RP Banner} Order !! Size {Your choice} Image/s {Background; Character} Text {Sean; In Impact font, with this shade for a filler, and this shade for text outline; could you make the letters a little bit out of vertical alignment? e.g: "S" slightly is more left than "a", and "a" more to the right than bothe "e" and "n" which are centered.} Orientation {horizontal } Vision {Nothing too complicated here. Sean is already rendered, so just put him on the flag as far right as possible so that there's no sudden cut offs in the image of Sean. Have the text descending in the middle/wherever you see white in the flag; try to keep the letters off the green and orange.} Shape {This} Other Specifications {SOMETIMES YOU WANNA GO, WHERE EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAAAA-AY-AMME!... Yeah, I got nuthin'.} Aaand, I already thanked you on Skype, but given the quality of work for Sebastian: Spoiler: Thank you Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
What does everyone think? A simple like will do. (Not to like monger, but I don't want to add spam to the thread ^^") I was feeling bored and creative, and so I thought to mix all my characters together with their desires, and thus share the "Love". :3 If you really feel the need to discuss it, I'm open to PM's. Looking forward to starting! I've been waiting a long time, it feels like. x3
I like to sing, I like to act, and I'm just an all-around lover of the arts; so that seeps into my actions. Recently, I've started doing youtube videos again, and I thought I'd start with a cover of a song very close to my heart: "When the Stars Go Blue". I'd like some CnC, please. :3 Also, this is where I'll be posting all future videos I make that I upload to youtube, if this thread garners some attention. Hope to see some input soon, because I'm very excited to be recording again. For this song, I provided both the instrumentals via an Acoustic Guitar with a CAPO on the 3rd fret, and the vocals as well, obviously. The chords were supplied by ultimate-guitar.com, at this specific location, here. Look to the video description on youtube for more information.
I do. c:
