forum Summer Camp RP

Started April 10, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

Edit topic

Eli followed Quinn, slowing a little to stay beside her. "So, where first?" he asked.

Calista walked towards the camp where she saw a fire pit and 11 small buildings, what she assumed were cabins. she saw a few people around and hoped someone would see her and help her. it was her first time at this camp, first time at a sleep over camp actually and didnt know what she was supposed to do.

"Well, we can check out where we're going to be singing." She replied.

When Patrick arrived, campers were already and talking and walking around, laughing. He nearly sighed in relief. He was afraid of being the first one at the camp, and how awkward that would be; he left earlier than the bus, having caught a ride from him mother. He checked his information paper again. Cabin 10. (Is that okay if that's Ellie's cabin, I don't think her cabin's number was mentioned?) After wrestling his duffel bag out of the trunk, he said a quick goodbye to his mother and headed in the general direction of the cabin labeled 10.

(Name: Christopher Davidson (Chris)
Gender: male
Sexuality: you'll figure it out
Age: 16
Appearance: 5'6", mostly light blue (naturally blonde) wavy hair, hazel eyes, cream skin tone, athletic build
Quirks: slight obsession with lollipops
Personality: trusting, humorous, daring, can be selfish sometimes
Backstory: Christopher has a pretty normal life. He came to this camp when he was 15 because all of his friends were. This year, his friends didn't come so he's by himself.
Other: likes volleyball (and any other sport, really)
Ranking: camper)

Calista pulled her paper she had all her info on out of her backpack pocket and saw that she was supposed to be in cabin 7. she looked around and found it. she walked towards the cabin, almost dragging her duffel to the door. to her surprise the list of names by the door didn't have her name. she checked and checked again. it wasn't there, so she started to panic.

"Oh, hey, name?" Ellie asked Calista.

"My names Calista" She said to the girl, hoping she could help her out.

"Castila…… Um, you're not on my list. Let me check with the head office."

Christopher reluctantly grabbed his bags from the back of his brother's car. He waved goodbye to his brother, shoving his phone is his pocket. Chris wasn't sure if they were supposed to have phones here, but he'd keep his until told otherwise.

"Okay…" she said nervously. She hoped nothing went wrong when she signed up for the camp.

Christopher headed over to the main office, his shoulder already aching from his heavy bags.

Sorry I had testing today, and then drama class sooo i am a bit late xDD so here's my character:

Name: Damian Benton

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Age: 18

Appearance: He has dark brown eyes, and his hair is died a purple color in a low fade style. He has a very athletic and muscular build. He is covered with tattoos, although his favorite is the one just below his eye that says 'Faith'. He has shark bites and has a total of seven piercings in his ears.

Quirks: He thrives in cold weather, hates warm weather and calls every body by pet names such as 'Babe' or 'Doll'

Personality: He's very charming, and is like the human version of tumblr. He enjoys talking to people and can be rather flirty. He is very accepting and loves to make friends. He can usually be seen humming or singing a song.

Backstory (Optional): He had grown up in foster care, being moved around from one place to another, until he was about nine, when he was adopted by his fathers. After that he was constantly moving with his family as one of his fathers are in the army, and his other father was an English professor. His parent's sent him to stay with his grandparent's while they found a house to stay and and so they could both work without worrying about him getting into trouble (As he usually finds himself in some kind of trouble for starting a fight or talking back.) His grandparent's sent him to the camp so they didn't have to deal with him.

Other: He loves music and art. He can play the drums, guitar, bass, piano, and the ukulele.

Ranking (Counselor, Camper, etc.): CIT (Counselor In Training!)

Damian slammed his grandfather's jeep door shut, backpack slung over one of his shoulders. He was wearing his usual Falling in Reverse t-shirt, a leather jacket on top, black skinny jeans covered his legs, a few tears where the knee was. His black and white high tops where faded and worn, and his purple hair was messily strewn about, not bothering to turn around as his grandparent's drove off, automatically putting his white headphones back in his ears, pulling out his phone and pressing 'play' He looked around, unsure of where to go.

(Anybody wanna take in this emo child?)

Christopher took notice of the older boy behind him. He looks like he marched straight out of Tumblr… He waved slightly, figuring that it was better to get on this kid's good side.

Damian pulled out one of his headphones, quickly pausing the music before walking up to the kid who waved to him.

"Damian." He said, reaching out his hand for the kid to shake, his posture straight and his face emotionless, the things you pick up from living on a military base.

(True story, it's a habit my dad has been trying to get me to get rid of)

Christopher flinched slightly, surprised by Damian's some-what perfect stance. "Christopher. You can call me Chris though." He shook his hand firmly, grinning slightly. "So, what's with this whole….thing?" Chris asked, gesturing to Damian's perfect posture.

Damian shook his hand, gripping it firmly before letting his own hand slip from Chris' placing it into the pocket of his leather jacket.

"My father's in the military, I've been around trained soldiers for most of my life, it's just something i've picked up on," He smirked, "So you know where I can find my cabin babe?" He looked around, no teasing or flirty tone in his voice as he scanned the campers, moving his head from one side to the other until he heard a 'crack' an unimpressed look covering his face.

Chris flinched again when he heard the 'crack'. God…I hate when people do that… He shook his head. "No clue. I was just heading over to the main office. Figured they'll tell me where to go."

"Cool, i'll go with you, my grandparents forgot to give me my info sheet." He said, letting himself relax a bit, when he was surrounded by his fathers and grandparent's he would always be tense, always wondering when they would critique him, but here he felt a little at ease. He stuffed his headphones into his left pocket, forgetting the usual rules his parent's set up and let his goofy and charming persona take over, already feeling comfortable around Chris.

"Lead the way."

He nodded, adjusting the strap on his shoulder so it was more comfortable. Christopher set off for the main office, not exactly sure what he'd do once they got there.