What happened, if you don't mind me asking.
My computer almost died in my arms as I was posting...XD Lol
What a tragedy that has almost befallen ye XD
Haha. :) Anyways, what shall we do for our 1x1?
I'm open to anything, really. I'm not an idea creator usually, but if you really want me to, give me some time today. Kinda swamped with school.
Gotcha. I know how that goes. :) Well, I have a few ideas, I just wanted to know if you had any ideas that you wanted to do.
We could do just your basic romance, pair of people meet and fall in love. Romeo/Juliet type thing, all kinds of stuff.
You're pretty stuck on romance. I can do that.
Ah, yes, I am. Sorry 'bout that. I'm hopeless that way. :)
Technically, I'm in four romance 1x1s already, so it's obviously no problem :P I'm in favor of a normal one, though, considering the fact that all of the one's I'm in are supernatural or, in one case, involves a race I completely made up XD
Hey, that works. I really prefer normal romance. :) Makes things simpler.
Yeah, I don't think I could create a third race. The Veris and the Tauri are enough XD So, any plot lines in mind, or do you wing it?
Boy meets girl, romance ensues. Good enough for me. :) Post a skellie, and I'll really try to get one up today. I'm still in the process of moving so I'm pretty busy...
Oh, it's fine. I'll put up a skellie in a bit.
Name: Dylan Finley
Appearance: Dylan Finley has one of the most unique appearances you will ever see. His hair is a platinum blonde, coming down to the middle of his neck. His bangs barely reach his eyes, which are a deep blue in color; at times, they look almost violet. His skin is tanned from the time he's sent outdoors. He generally wears light colors, mostly blue and white, after his favorite team. His shoes aren't in the greatest shape. They're a pair of generic white running shoes. Dylan manages to kep himself in shape without exercising a horrid amount.
Personality: Dylan. Is. Loud. His voice carries often, and he speaks his mind for the most part. He's slightly intimidated by women and girls, mainly due to the women in his family being, for a lack of a better term, whackos. He tends to be very friendly and outgoing, however. He's not rude, but he is honest to a fault. Dylan is very hyperactive about 95% of the time, and due to this, he can get very annoying. His mood can rapidly shift between happy, sad, angry, back to happy, etc. However, even in sadness, he's still very animated.
Bio: Dylan comes from a typical, two-parent, middle-class home. His father has a desk job at a very successful business. His mother is a teacher at the high school Dylan attends. His parents are slightly controlling, and he really doesn't get to do anything without their approval first. This is due to Dylan's parents having three kids, two of whom are in college and were unruly. To prevent Dylan from becoming like them, the Finleys keep close tabs on Dylan. Like that actually limits him.
((So, so, sooo sorry for not posing sooner. :( ))
Name: Zoe Shields
Appearance: Zoe is kinda short and curvy. She has black hair cut into a short pixie cut, and she wears it spiked up. She has wide golden brown eyes framed with long eyelashes. Her skin is fair and somewhat pale. She tends to wear colors that blend in, dark grays, blacks, muted tones. She doesn't wear jewelry, except for the faded cloth bracelet around her wrist.
Personality: Zoe is quiet and serious and shy. She likes to blend into her surroundings and go unnoticed most of the time. She doesn't like to talk to people, and she tries to go along without ever being seen. She is always serious, always practical, always down to earth.
Bio: Zoe is the oldest of seven children, and her parents really don't seem to be around. She is expected to play mom and dad for them all while her parents are off doing...whatever.
((You wanna start off? By the way, I can't post on weekends or after school. Other than that, I'm good.
((Alrighty then. Sounds good. ^-^))
Zoe held her books tightly to her chest, moving quickly towards the doors. She slipped past all the groups, all the crowds clumped around the lockers, milling around in the halls. She moved quietly, moving around unnoticed. She glanced up towards her target. The doors. If she could just get out to her car without being noticed...
Dylan had already reached the target. He burst through the door and laughed. This. Was. The. Longest. Week. Ever. Dylan turned around and looked at everyone else leaving the school. It seemed as if plenty of others shared that sentiment.
Zoe jolted and dropped all of her things when someone burst past her, sending her flying forward and making her papers fly out. She made a tiny squeaking sound and scrambled to pick up her things, which had scattered across the sidewalk. She didn't look up as she did so, just silently scooping up books and papers and sliding them into her backpack.