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Welcome to forks_high, a Twilight Roleplaying Community since 2007!
Below is the audition form to be used when you want a part in the roleplaying experience. Auditions are currently: CLOSED.
( Audition Criteria )
Below is the audition form to be used when you want a part in the roleplaying experience. Auditions are currently: CLOSED.
( Audition Criteria )
Your name: David
Your Livejournal: joshua_vlactor
Character name: Grace Evans
Character age: 17
Character grade (junior or senior): Senior
Character gender: Female
Werewolf, vampire, or human: Human
Appearance (a celebrity to relate to can be handy): I don’t know her name, but I’ll find her picture and put it on her journal.
Personality: She is quiet…incredibly quiet, preferring to keep out of drama, and keep to herself.
-Yet, if you can get to know her, she’s actually a very charming person, an elegant speaker, and good poet.
And she dresses nicely enough…mildly colored blouses and skirts usually.
Back History: Nothing entirely special…grew up in South Georgia (though she doesn’t have the accent), was raised by two loving parents, was an only child, and was never well liked in school, thus she took on the role of ‘the loner’.
She has moved to Forks with her family on account of her father getting a job as a foreman with the logging industry.
-Her mother is an Elementary school teacher.
First-person sample: (This is gonna be rather weird from me, I’ve never wrote from a girl’s first person POV…) I played idly with my hair while I watched the trees pass by…slowly…my father always drove what had to be five miles under the speed limit, which was incredibly annoying, especially on long trips…he hated planes, so we never flew.
I turned on my IPod, and soon the sweet sound of Mozart greeted my ears. -I wasn’t in the mood for rock…go figure.
Third-person sample: Grace played idly with her hair as the trees passed by the car outside…slowly, so slowly she could just about count them…her father tended to drive incredibly slow, most of the time at least five miles under the speed limit…which was annoying, of course, especially on long trips-such as the one she was on-, for a eight hour trip quickly…well, not so quickly…became a twelve hour, excruciating car ride…with no food, her father didn’t like to stop much either.
-She flipped on her IPod, hoping it would lull her to sleep.
Other contact information: My journal I suppose, and of course, davidporter010@yahoo.com
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