KBelle’s Comments (group member since Feb 07, 2014)

KBelle’s comments from the Rush [❆ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ❆] group.

"Elidh" she nodded, rocking back and forth on her small and graceful feet, her smile an obvious manifestation of her nerves and pounding heart. A boy-and not another skater was talking to her. An attractive, straight male was acknowledging her presence. She bit her lip in an awkward moment as she tried to think of what to say. "You..umm..." Her Austrian accent was obvious, and she quietly cleared her throat and sipped her hot chocolate, glancing around the packed cafe. "You snowboard?"

Elidh thanked the sales girl, holding her hot chocolate tightly in her prim and perfectly manicured fingers, closing her eyes to inhale the scent of sweetness, taking a sip and turning slightly on the balls of her feet in her snow boots, bumping into Carlysle and stopping short, her searchlight eyes jumping up to his. She froze like a deer that had heard a noise and been startled from its serene reality, its eyes searching the meadow for danger. "I-sorry" she whispered, her accent the faintest flutter on top of her voice as she blushed, an instinctive reaction upon seeing his face. It was one of perfection. Perfect and dark, demonic protection. Like there was something hidden in him, hiding his perfection. Though it was ever obvious to her. Yet someone else bumped into her and she resurfaced into reality, clearing her throat. "I apologize" she whispered.

Is anybody on this rp anymore?

Elidh walked in out of the rain currently drizzling down outside. She sighed, loosing it's hair from its tight bun so it fell in cascading waves, dripping onto her shoulders and the lavender jacket she wore, embroidered with her name, accompanied by the title World Champion, Rutherford Invitational. She dropped her Adidas sports bag by a table near a window, standing in line for the counter, her legs cold, as she only wore her leotard and tights, coming straight from practice. Goosebumps stood out in the chilly cafe and she shivered, tucking away a loose strand of hair and digging through her purse for her wallet.

Alright!

Will change crushes name soon

Where do you want to rp him and elidh?

Gah I love him!

"Snowboarding is the one thing I've never screwed up"


{ɴᴀᴍᴇ} Axel Andrew Kirksgard
-ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ- Ax, Axel, Andy

{ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ} male
-ᴀɢᴇ- 19
-ᴅ.ᴏ.ʙ.- December 12, 6:32 a.m.
-ᴘ.ᴏ.ʙ.- Stockholm, Sweden

{ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs} single and not looking for a relationship--he enjoys freedom with the many women who flock to him
-sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ- heterosexual
-ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs- none to speak of-commited
-ᴄʀᴜsʜ- none

{ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ}






-ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ- auburn brown
-ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ- A golden brown
-ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ- 6 foot
-ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs- no tattoos- as of yet
-ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ- Jørn Jordhøy

{ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ sᴛʏʟᴇ} Jeans and a leather jacket are staples, and you'll be hard pressed to find a time when he's not wearing them, except on his board. He chooses style and comfort, and often wears vans or toms and a metal tee with this, though his hair is always impeccably styled.

{ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ}
-ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴍᴏsᴛ- What he loves most is snow, as it is the one thing in his life that has remained constant and comforted him.
-ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴍᴏsᴛ- Authority. As a child, he was given nearly no free will, and now hates and despises being told what to do in any way, and thus hates living under the ever watchful eye of Rush.
-ʙɪɢɢᴇsᴛ ғᴇᴀʀ- His biggest fear centers around losing something or someone important to him due to his ways
-ʙɪɢɢᴇsᴛ ғᴀᴜʟᴛ-Drinking and drugs. No matter how hard he tries, he always comes back to it

{ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ғᴀᴄᴛs}
-ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀs- Losing someone, being abandoned
-ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇs- Snowboarding, music, partying
-ʟᴏᴀᴛʜs- Authority, adults, parents, curfew
-ɪs ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ- Cheaters, theft, bullying/mistreatment of women
-sᴛʀᴇɴɢʜᴛs- women, his charm, his sport
-ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs- School, following the rules, the system

{ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛ}
-sᴘᴏʀᴛ- Snowboarding- though he is not very good, as he does not work hard at it or focus on it
-ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛs- Playing guitar, giving tattoos, singing, playing darts, ballroom dancing
-ʟᴇᴠᴇʟ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴠʟʏ- very competitive, despite his lack of care in practice. Has gotten into many physical fights with other competitors over scoring
-ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs- Snowboarding, partying, playing guitar
-ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ʟᴇғᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ- left

Axel has, since youth, been up to no good. He had the same devilish attitude as a toddler. He is the embodiment of hell in a man, and enjoys nothing more than the sins of life. He himself is seen as a sin, and uses that to his advantage around women, employing his charm and good natured wit to get whatever he wants, wishing to enjoy life. He chooses not to think of the wrong in what he does, yet acknowledge the few good things he does, and simply chooses to enjoy what he does.

Yet there is a darker side to Axel. A side which he hides deep inside the buried and sealed parts of his soul. The side which can only be seen in the underlying shadows in his golden eyes. Rumors surface frequently as to why his family sent him away from Sweden. That he crossed the line. Rape. Murder. He changes the story every time someone asks. He is usually very calm and smooth, yet say something about someone he loves, or get caught mistreating a woman, and he will set you right.

{ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ}
Born in Stockholm, Sweden to a military father hailing originally from Germany, he lived the first twelve years of his life with no freedom. When given the chance, he jumped on the opportunity to join a gang, and was soon involved in more than many full grown adults could imagine. And then it happened. The girl he had grown to like was being beaten by a rival gang member..and he cracked, killing the boy. Once his family realized he was hidden in their home for half a year before they bought him passage on a private jet they bought to America, to live at the hotel under the wing of Rush.

-ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ- none he will name. Was born the first of twelve children. Has been sent to America to live at the hotel under the eye of Rush.
-ᴛʀᴀᴍᴀ-No trama that he will speak of
-ᴘᴇᴛs- none

"Oh. Her? Nope. No idea who that was"


{ɴᴀᴍᴇ} Jackson Corey Alexander-Rush
-ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ- Jake

{ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ} Male
-ᴀɢᴇ- 21
-ᴅ.ᴏ.ʙ.- November 3rd, 12:10 a.m.
-ᴘ.ᴏ.ʙ.- The Hamptons, NY

{ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs} Single
"Otherwise it would just be unfair, wouldn't it?"

-sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ- straight
-ᴘᴀsᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs- Too many to count. His most common hobby is a date, or picking up women, and he couldn't even tell you how many women he has been with.
-ᴄʀᴜsʜ- No one

{ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ}









-ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ- Dirty blonde or brown and always perfectly styled
-ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ- his eyes are
-ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ- in ft please. Every half inch counts
-ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs- Scars, tattoo's, writting, etc
-ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ- The actor, model, or person of who's face is in the pictures provided

~Pictures of person go below here~
description

(view spoiler)

{ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ sᴛʏʟᴇ} Can be used through pictures of a paragraph

{ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ}
-ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴍᴏsᴛ- Could be a person, activity, or object
-ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴍᴏsᴛ- Could be a person, activity, or object
-ʙɪɢɢᴇsᴛ ғᴇᴀʀ- Could be a person, activity, or object
-ʙɪɢɢᴇsᴛ ғᴀᴜʟᴛ- In their opinion

Two Paragraphs 4+ sentences each

{ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ғᴀᴄᴛs}
-ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀs- What they fear
-ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇs- What they love
-ʟᴏᴀᴛʜs- Things they hate
-ɪs ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ- Things they can't stand
-sᴛʀᴇɴɢʜᴛs- Advantages in life
-ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs- Disadvantages in life

{ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛ}
-sᴘᴏʀᴛ- If any
-ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛs- Anything they're good at
-ʟᴇᴠᴇʟ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴠʟʏ- How competitive they are, students here tend to be very
-ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs- What they like to do
-ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ʟᴇғᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ- Dominate hand

{ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ}
-ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ- Names, pictures, whether they're alive, who they have now
-ᴛʀᴀᴍᴀ- The worst or things they've gone through
-ᴘᴇᴛs- Little fluffy companions

Two paragraphs for history 4+ sentences each


{ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ} Optional

Emily ~* Refuse to Sink*~ wrote: "ok! Where ya wanna go?"

Wherever you want!

Could I make Rush himself?? I'd love to do that, but only if I can use Ryan Gosling as him...

I'll rp Emily

Anyone wanna rp with my character elidh?

Elidh stood up, her anger boiling as her eyes fell on the girl. McKenzie. Yet she clearly didn't know who Elidh was. "Watch who you're talking about. I'm not a beginner. You're boyfriend just didn't feel the need to fix the ice because you were too busy" she spat, before flying into a camel spin, her speed expert. It had been the fastest and tightest at nationals, yet she was aiming for better.

Elidh continued, speeding up before going into a camel spin, which was just practice for her. Yet when she went to try a simple salchow her toe pick caught on a patch of uneven ice and she tumbled forward into the wall with a thud before standing angrily.

Is anyone playing the resort owner?? Because I would love to play his(or her.) son!

Could we have a sort of tavern or resturant area where guests could order alcoholic drinks or have higher end food and characters could work?

Elidh Amanda Tanner
Wolf Ridge Lodge

Elidh walked into the ice rink, surprised all the lights were on. It was 3:30 but she preferred to use the ice before any of the morning crowd set foot on it. She sat on a bench by the gate and unzipped her powder blue and yellow bag, embroidered with paisley designs and her name. She pulled her white boots out and laced them up tightly, taking the blade guards off and laying them beside her bag, making sure the cuffs of her jeans covered her ankles to prevent a chill before stepping out onto the smooth, frictionless surface and sighing. This was it. Austria. Here. Anywhere on earth, the rink was her home. She sighed and put her earbuds in as she started a few warm up laps.