 Life RP 

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by NeonQueen, Jan 14, 2012.

  1. -sleeps in her bed dreaming of going to play at the playground again....-
     
  2. (Yayy Tommie!! I know your mad Pie but really? Punching in the arm? Maybe we can stop by the flourists. )
     
  3. ( Gah!)
    "Stop being annoying lily!"
     
  4. -Looks innocent-

    "I haven't said anything... Apart from us to go visit Mr Flower."

    -Snickers-
     
  5. "Shaddup!" I slap her upside the head, blushing madly.
     
  6. -snickers-

    "Raven and flower! Haha!"
     
  7. Elijah:

    -sitting up in a tree. Cutting a rose with a pair of scissors-
     
  8. (FLOURIST!! he likes to fashion flowers too )
     
  9. -Skips under the tree-

    "Oh Raven."

    -Points upwards at Elijah-

    "Look who it is. Mr Flower."

    -Snickers-

    "Hey Elijah!"
     
  10. Name: Tom (whatever the family surname is)

    Age:16

    Looks: brown hair and eyes, tanned skin

    Personality: can be VERY annoying to his sisters, flirt, naughty, can be a bit rude, funny

    Skills: climbing, being annoying, flirting, pranks
     
  11. (Aren't you annoying anyway love?  Aw I love you really )
     
  12. ( I'm annoying in rl, that's for sure!)
     
  13. (Lol! I'm just rude minded and hyper )
     
  14. Elijah: *nods to her, dropping the rose out of the tree with a glare*

    (accepted)
     
  15. "Uh, hey..." I say, blushing, kicking Lily in the leg.
     
  16. *puts a bucket of flour on top of my sis' door so that if she closes the door it falls on her head*
     
  17. "Ow! Biatch!"

    -Smirks at Raven-

    "Unless you would like me to say something that you will regret me saying don't do that!"

    -Looks from the Rose to Elijah-

    "what is it with you and flowers?!"
     
  18. I roll my eyes, crossing my arms.
    "Whatever..."
     
  19. *walks downstairs*
     
  20. Elijah: *eyes narrow at her, jumps from the tree down to in front of her, pushes the rose pretty much up her nose*

    Before my mother died she left me a rose on my bed, and a note. It's like a piece of her is growing everywhere I go. You want to say something else. Shove it up your as*