Re: - The Secret Waterfall -

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 5:21 pm

[waiting for Melon to hurry up.]

by Monique4Cheer 4/14/2010, 5:25 pm

I walked about my lilac room contemplating if i should tell my mom about my father and his secret mistress. "mom!" i called out.. then my mind switched sides on me. "Noooo.." i cried in my head as i ran to through the threshold of my make-up infesting bathroom. but my bathroom wasn't the place i say when i got in. It was a raging waterfall. I hung from the doorknob calling for help, but no one came to my rescue as my fingers slipped and i fell down blending with the water.
I gasped for air as i drifted to the coastline feeling dizzy and a bit faint. Where the heck was i?

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 4/14/2010, 5:26 pm

[When your character is talking, use " " around what the person is saying. Like "Mom, how could you?" Smile

]

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 5:29 pm

Rosie -

"Oh my Gawsh," I gasped, jumping out of my skin as someone fell into the waterfall I was strolling by. I watched as she swam to the store, coughing. "Guh-ross" I thought to myself, scanning the island for Justin, so that I'd have an excuse. However, everything stayed just as it was. "Great," I growled underneath my breath, turning back to the girl with a smile faker than her shoes. "I'm Rosie. Welcome to Brightfield," I managed an introduction for her.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 5:30 pm

[[Her character was just thinking; she already knows to use quotation marks. She's been writing for a while.]]

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 4/14/2010, 5:32 pm

Monique4Cheer wrote:I walked about my lilac room contemplating if i should tell my mom about my father and his secret mistress. mom! i called out.. then my mind switched sides on me. Noooo.. i cried in my head as i ran to through the threshold of my make-up infesting bathroom. but my bathroom wasn't the place i say when i got in. It was a raging waterfall. I hung from the doorknob calling for help, but no one came to my rescue as my fingers slipped and i fell down blending with the water.
I gasped for air as i drifted to the coastline feeling dizzy and a bit faint. Where the heck was i?

[Oh, I thought when she said the thing in bold, her character was talking?]

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 5:39 pm

[[haha, oh your right. My bad xP]]

by Monique4Cheer 4/14/2010, 5:41 pm

I coughed pulling myself from the water, as i looked up to see a bleach blond haired girl staring down at me like i was just another beautiful girl that happened to fall out of a waterfall. "Gosh, her smile is just as fake as her shoes." blondy seemed to yell at me. I shot up to my feet. "HEY!" i yelled back "I, Monique Hamilton would never where fake shoes. These are an Oscar de la renta originals." i shook the water from my hair and glared at her.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 5:46 pm

"Excuse me? Did I say anything?" I asked, fixing my eyes into a glare. "Crap, I shoulda known you were a mind reader. Messed up as everyone else on here," I rolled my eyes.

by Monique4Cheer 4/14/2010, 5:49 pm

"A mind reader?!" I threw my head back in laughter. "what? Are you insane? Mind readers don't exist. What did I fall into, Twilight?!" I clutched only my stomach as I continued laughing.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 5:53 pm

"Well, that's how Brightfield is, hun," I thought to myself, rolling my eyes. "Amateur," I mumbled.

by Monique4Cheer 4/14/2010, 6:04 pm

"Brightfield? That's what this place is?" I spun my head around trying to get a view of everything, but all I saw was tropical palm trees. "Where were all the people? The towers? The buildings? Where was New York!! Oh god." I thought stumbling back nauseated. "Are we stranded here?!" I asked panic flooding from my mouth.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 6:09 pm

"Yeah, that's right; Brightfield Point," I nodded my head. "Not stranded; you were brought here. And there's no way to get off," I sighed, pretending to look at my cuticles.

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 4/14/2010, 6:16 pm

[Anyone RP?]

by Monique4Cheer 4/14/2010, 6:17 pm

I groaned, hating the feeling that this girl was treating my like a 2nd grade tag along. "Well then where are all the people?" I asked ringing my hair out. "gosh, I hated water. Well my hair doesn't like it at least." I thought

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 6:58 pm

"Uh, in their homes? At parties? Having lives?" I offered sarcastically, hoping she'd get out of my hair.

by Monique4Cheer 4/14/2010, 7:07 pm

"Well why don't you show me to my stay like a good little, hostess" I smiled smugly. Her hair and her attitude was getting on my last nerve. "and why your at it can you also get me a cappuccino."

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 4/14/2010, 7:09 pm

[RP, Emffers?]

by Monique4Cheer 4/14/2010, 7:12 pm

(i think she went running)

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 4/14/2010, 7:30 pm

[Oh. Well, is that the only character you have?]

by Monique4Cheer 4/14/2010, 7:31 pm

[yes]

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 4/14/2010, 7:33 pm

[Aw, okay. Nevermind then]

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 4/14/2010, 7:46 pm

I tossed my blonde hair behind my back as I got out of bed. I looked gorgeous 24/7. I called first on the shower so I made sure I took a nice, long one. After taking a shower, I dried off and changed into a denim miniskirt and a hot pink Juicy Couture spaghetti strapped-shirt with golden and silver shooting starts on it. I slipped on my matching flip flops and straightened my hair, combing my bangs, slipping on my Gucci sunglasses, and getting my Ginza Tanaka’s purse – $1.9 million. I walked out and got into my silver McLaren F1, driving to my hairstylist. I was wearing my "I Do" nailpolish. Created as a collaboration between women’s beauty magazine Allure, Essie Cosmetics, Platinum Guild International (PGI) and British platinum supplier Johnson Matthey, “I Do” is made with powdered platinum and debuted at JCK-Las Vegas in 2005. The first batch of this luxury nail polish was displayed in a special bottle created by PGI and designer Henry Dunay and made of—you guessed it—pure platinum. The platinum bottle of “I Do” is valued at $55,000. A normal bottle of the platinum polish can be purchased for a more affordable $250. But I was the only one in America who had it. No one else. "You look gorgeous, as always." My hairstylest said as she welcomed me in. "But, darlin', your ends are split." She said, chewing viciously on gum. The scent of the gum reached my nose and I wrinkled my nose, Fruit Punch, my least favirote. All I could hope was that she wouldn't drop the gum in my gorgeous blonde hair by accident. "You too, Alexis, have you lost weight?" I asked, which was usualy the compliment I gave her. She blushed as I rolled my eyes when she wasn't looking. Alexis was from Jamaica, but had a strong Detroit accent that was had to not notice. "Alright, hon'. Watcha looking for today?" She asked, taking my shoulders and lowering me to the plush maroon leather chair that had some nail rippings from angered little kids that were forced to get their hair cut. "You're outfit is gorgeous," She complimented, snipping away my split ends. I glanced down at my expensive denim mini skirt and pink tanktop with the words 'Juicy Couture' written in elegant golden script with silver and golden shooting stars on it. I was wearing 642 carat rubies high heels. The rubies looked hotpink with my outfit, one of the most expensive shoes in the world. I was wearing the most expensive purse in the world- Ginza Tanaka’s purse – $1.9 million. I glanced at my silver gorgeous McLaren F1 outside the window and watched as people's eyes widened as they walked by. "Done," Alexis said, turning me towards the mirror. My blonde hair was currled, bouncing with each step. My sidebangs grazed over my creamy heart-shaped face. "Can you hook me up with a room?" She asked as as I rolled my eyes, annoyed. "Alexis. My family owns the Royal Villa at Grand Resort Lagonissi hotel. Most expensive in the world, it's hard to 'hook you up' when your not paying. If we let anyone in for free, it wouldn't be the most expensive. It would be the poorest hotle in the world, hon." I said with a smirk, throwing a few crumpled bills on the table and walking out, ignoring drooling boys from close and afar. I climbed swiftly into my car and drove off to the dock, where eight suitcases of my hotpink luggage that my limo driver was unloading. I gave him a Hollywood kiss, which ment you put your faces next to eachother and make a kissing sounds. "Goodbye, Revor." I waved as I took my Clive Christian's Imperial Majesty: Price $215,000. It was a British designer Clive Christian's creation has recently been voted in the Guiness Book of World Records the most expensive perfume in the world. The 16.9-ounce perfume bottle is stuck into the 18-carat gold collar that is adorned with a five-carat diamond. Only five bottles are made annually, justifying the eye-popping price. But this smelled like actually Vanilla, not like all that fake artificial purfume. I pulled out my portable mirror. Gorgeous compact mirror, patterned with stunning diamonds beautifully finished shiny metal. I flipped it open and gently adjusted my makeup, applying a bit more lipgloss. This lip gloss are Limited Edition custom made Price $250.00 These are fully incrusted in Swarovski crystals all hand made and hand placed, comes in any color stones combination. Specialty order Takes 2 to 6 weeks for delivery. Custom Initals in Swarovski Crystal. Lighted Lip Gloss, Invisible, popping pink,brown sugar baby.Red Carpet Chillie Spice monogrammed. I, personanly, had popping pink. They even wrote 'Ali' in crystals on it. Since it wouldn't fit 'Alison'. After applying my lipgloss, I dropped the mirror and lipgloss in my purse, heading to find someone.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 8:10 pm

[[sorry guys. Had 2 eat ands tuff. I'm replying now Melon]]

by <3--[Emily]--<< 4/14/2010, 8:15 pm

"Funny. Your acting like a snob, but really YOU should be serving ME," I cackled. "Anyways, everyone here makes their own houses. You can ask one of the guys, or find someone whose power helps them build houses. In fact, I could build you a house out of this leaf," I smiled, twirling a maple leaf in my fingers. "So, just imagine what you want it to look like, touch my hand, and I will create it," I examined her. She seemed pretty nice. Well not nice, but friend material.

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