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Post by Rosie Horn on Apr 23, 2006 21:45:57 GMT -5
Rosie put on her heart bikini, a pair of black jeans, and a white halter top. She walked dowstairs and out the door. She got into her black BMW and drove to the beach. She got out set her towel down. She then took off her jeans and halter top. She walked into the water for about 10 minutes then got out. She layed down on her towel. Her black hair plastered to her head. Her eyes as blue as the ocean.
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Post by Terri Reinard on Apr 23, 2006 22:15:55 GMT -5
((Rosie, I don't want to sound mean, but could you watch your sentenc structure? I can't help being a bit of a nerd, sorry, but please. Dont start every sentence with she, and dont type so roboticly "she walked in...then got out" Try and be a little more creative with the way you say things, maybe get in her head a little more. you know, say what she thought when she stepped into the water, was it warm or cold, why was she there, etc. you can find inspiration or whatever just about anywhere {just to spam my friends: Artemis Saggezza, Lindsay Kelley, and my other character Seoras Reinard} you have to forgive me for this, i just figured id say it & get it over with x.x))((so anyways, on to the roleplaying!!!))
Terri wandered right along the spot where the waves met the beach, the cool waters running over his bare feet. He really didn't have anything to do, so he had decided to walk the beach and see if he found anything interesting. A colorful seashell, random wildlife, pretty girls...anything.
He tossed a baseball up in the air, catching it and throwing it up again. He loved baseball, and he had brought this one with him...why? He wasn't really sure...eh, doesn't matter. He looked out over the sea, watching a sailboat drift by far out in the open waters.
"That must be fun," he thought rather wistfully. He hadn't gone sailing in a long time...
Terri brought his gaze back to land and spotted a dark haired girl sunning herself on the beach.
"Oh, who's she? Wonder if she goes to Fairfield..." He knew most of the people that went there, irregardless of whether he wanted to or not, but she didn't look very familiar. "Not that that means anything, she could be new, or she could just be someone in a different crowd than you normally see..." he told himself. Might as well go find out...
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Post by Rosie Horn on Apr 24, 2006 17:50:50 GMT -5
Rosie looked around her eyes burned from the sun. The sun was so bright. She reached into her purple backpack and pulled out her sunglasses. Sliding the glasses up her nos. She looked around seeing a cute boy coming her way. Staring at the boy she thought of her reason for coming to the beach. Shaking the thoughts out of her head she looked at the boy again. She smiled as she stood up. Walking over to "Tiki bar" she ordered a strawberry melon slushie. Then she walk ed back and sat down.
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