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Post by [ tristan sutter , on Dec 22, 2008 11:53:28 GMT -5
 once upon a time, there was a boy named tristan nicholas sutter, but he likes to be called tristan. he was born in london, england and he spent the next twenty years writing. and they all lived happily ever after.[/size] then he fell in love[/b][/size] when the moon fell in love with the sun ; best guy*
all was golden in the sky ; best girl*
all was golden when the day met the night ; partners in crime*
when the sun found the moon ; practically family*
she was drinking tea in her garden ; inseperable*
under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer ; best friends
when the moon found the sun ; close friends
he looked like he was barely hanging on ; good friends
but her eyes saved his life in the middle of summer ; average friends
in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky ; secret keeper
all was golden when the day met the night, summer ; family friends
all was golden in the sky, all was golden when the day met the night ; secret friends*
so he said "would it be alright ; acquaintances
if we just sat and talked for a little while ; name basis
if in exchange for your time ; never met
i give you this smile" ; study buddies
and she said "that's okay ; party pals
as long as you can make a promise ; fake friends
not to break my little heart ; enemies turned friends*
and leave me all alone in the summer" ; childhood friends*
well, he was just hanging around ; on and off friendslike moths upon old scarves[/b][/size] if all our lives were but a dream ; lust
fantastic posing greed ; fling
then we will feed our jewlery to the sea ; flirts
for diamonds do appear to be ; fuck buddies
just like broken glass to me ; one night stand
and then she said she can't believe ; make-out buddies
that genius only comes along ; past on good terms
in storms of fabled foreign tongues ; past on bad terms
tripping eyes and flooded lungs ; past with feelings*
northern downpour sends its love ; current relationship*
hey moon, please forget to fall down ; possible future*
hey moon, don't you fall down ; you crush on tristan
sugarcane in the easy morning ; tristan crushes on you*
weathervanes my one and lonely ; you both have crushes*
the ink is running towards the page ; final love*
it's chasin' off the days ; in love*
look back at boat feet and that winding knee ; on and off relationship*
i missed your skin when you were east ; secret relationship*
you clicked your heels and wished for me ; sexual tension
those playful lips made of yarn ; physical attractionif you just knew[/b][/size] clouds are marchin' along ; tolerance
singin' a song, just like they do ; by association
if the clouds were singin' a song ; annoyance
i'd sing along, wouldn't you, too ; indifference
if you just knew what they could do ; forgotten friends
oh if you just knew, what would they do ; friends turned enemies*
and if the birds were just hollow words ; friendly rivals
flyin' along, singin' a song ; dislike
what would they do if they just knew ; one-sided hatred
oh, if they just knew ; rivals
i know it's sad that i never ; hatred
gave a damn about the weather ; backstabber
and it never gave a damn about me ; childhood enemies*
i know it's mad,but if i go to hell ; avoidance
will you come with me or just leave ; cheated on tristan*
i know it's mad, but if the world were ending ; tristan cheated on you*
would you kiss me or just leave me ; hardcore hatred*tried to save the calendar business[/b][/size] come save me from ; family*
walking off the windowsill ; good influence
or i'll sleep in the rain ; bad influence
don't you remember when i was a bird ; you respect tristan
and you were a map ; tristan respects you
now he drags down ; admiration
miles in america ; stalker*
briefcase in hand ; obsession*
the stove is creeping up his spine again ; mentor
can't get enough trash ; band mate
he took the days for pagaent ; roommate
became as mad as rabbits ; peer
with bushells of bad habbits ; mixed emotions
who could ask for anymore ; other (specify)-this plot was made by lilli. as me if you want to use it, or if you'd like me to make you one. if you take it without asking, you will be sorry. i have my 90's boy band cds ready. all these lyrics were made by lyrics by panic at the disco; they're awesome. please post at least one paragraph(five GOOD sentences) for a history. relationships with * next to it must have talked to me first, or have a REALLY good history. please don't say 'just put me anywhere'. then, i will put you no where. if i post in your plot, please post in mine. i'll do the same. |
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Post by [ tristan sutter , on Dec 22, 2008 11:53:43 GMT -5
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Post by [ tristan sutter , on Dec 22, 2008 11:53:56 GMT -5
` testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?` camden elijah ryan ! 
is what he goes by, but i call him cammikinz
been living nineteen years in hell
when the moon fell in love with the sun ; best guy*
all was golden when the day met the night ; partners in crime*
she was drinking tea in her garden ; inseperable*
under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer ; best friends
in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky ; secret keeper
then we will feed our jewlery to the sea ; flirts
and then she said she can't believe ; make-out buddies
that genius only comes along ; past on good terms
tripping eyes and flooded lungs ; past with feelings*
weathervanes my one and lonely ; you both have crushes*
the ink is running towards the page ; final love*
it's chasin' off the days ; in love*
you clicked your heels and wished for me ; sexual tension
camden says :: “oh my fucking tristan! i miss this boy more than anything else in the entirety of the universe. i don’t know where to even start with him…so i suppose ill just settle with the beginning (: we met back when i moved to london in my freshman year of high school, he was the first friend i made and the best one ive ever had. it wasn’t long before things grew awkward between us though…like sexually awkward, all i basically ever wanted to do while i was around him was snog him to death. so one day when he was being particularly adorable…i just did! it was only the best thing EVER. apparently he thought so too because we started dating after that, we had to keep our relationship a secret though as neither of us was really out. it took no time at all for me to fall completely in love with him as he is perfect and he never failed to tell me he loved me too. we dated for like…a year before my mum caught us…and then it was just all over. even though she was completely okay with it and knew all along, my dad was her opposite and decided it would be fun to take my happiness away. so i was forced to leave my tristan and move back to stupid fucking new york. its been quite some time now but you wouldn’t know it by the feelings i still have for him. ill see him again once i have enough money and when i do im going to get him back….even if hes with someone else…that boy is MINE damnit!”
tristansays :: "i don't even know how to describe cam. i mean, we met when he moved up to london. i was a junior, he was a freshman. i don't even remember how we became friends... we just did. i thought he was the most amazing thing in the world, and i still do. it was a little awkward for me, though; the boy was just too damn adorable, and part of me kept yelling at the other part of me for thinking that. and then one day we just started kissing. it was random, and it just happened, but i couldn't have been happier. we started going out after that, but we kept it a secret from everyone; i didn't even tell my sister about it. we dated for quite a while; about a year, i think, and it was the happiest year of my life. and then his mother walked in on us. from what i understood, she was fine with it, but his father was a totally different story. his father threw a fit that resulted in him talking my cammikinz away from me and moving him to new york. i was a wreck after that, to say the very least. and one day, i just spilled everything to penelope. i told her about how cam and i had been dating, how his mother found us, how his father moved him to new york because of it. and then my little sister gave me the best advice anyone's ever given me: go to new york and go find him. so here i am. i haven't even seen him yet, but i know that i will. he's here, i'm here, we can't not find each other." ` jayden elizabeth marie weir ! 
is what she goes by, but i call her jay
been living eighteen years in hell
under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer ; best friends
when the moon found the sun ; close friends
in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky ; secret keeper
all was golden when the day met the night, summer ; family friends
and leave me all alone in the summer" ; childhood friends*
then we will feed our jewlery to the sea ; flirts
jayden says :: i met tristan back in england. our families actually lived near each other, and i was really good friends with his sister penelope. at first we'd never really talked; it was more of me and penelope hanging out and doing things together. but sometimes she'd drag him along. i never minded, really. i didn't have a problem with tristan at all. he seemed....i don't know. i didn't know him that well. but one day i'd gone over and penelope wasn't there. so i'd just hung out at his house for a bit. his mom was sweet to me and was making cookies, and i stayed to help out, and tristan came in, and his mom tried to get him to help. i forget if he did or not, but somehow we were talking. well...not talking. i don't talk much really, and tristan didn't either. but we were still making cookies, and i sneezed, and the flour ended up blowing everywhere. so both me and tristan ended up being covered in flour, and when penelope came in, all she saw was me and tristan laughing at how stupid we both looked covered in flour. so me and tristan started getting along pretty well after that. then when both of us graduated, we'd thought we'd be going seperate ways. but when we found out we were both going to the same place, it was pretty amazing. so me and tristan are still pretty close friends. he is pretty amazing.
tristansays :: back when i lived in england with the rest of my family, penny always used to have this girl over, jayden. they were great friends, and jayden probably knew her way around my house better than i did. i never really talked to her, though; i mostly kept to myself and stayed in my room when penelope or any of my other siblings had company. i'd tried being nice to their friends before; it never worked out well, so after i while i decided to just stop trying. sometimes i went along when penny and jayden went out, though; my sister always felt bad leaving me alone. it was funny, actually; it's normally the older sibling that feels protective of the younger, but penelope was always so protective of me in that way. those few times i saw jayden it was fine; she was never anything too hard to put up with. but one day jayden came over while penny was staying after school for extra credit. mum was baking cookies, and she invited jayden to come in and stay a while instead of turning her away and telling her to go back home. i was bored, so i decided to help mum with her cookies, and jayden did, too. at one point, though, she sneezed, and we both ended up with flour all over our shirts. penelope came home to the two of us on the floor laughing so hard, and jay and i ended up being good friends after that. and then, by sheer coincidence, we ended up going to the same school. we still see each other often, and i can't help but feel pretty protective over her. she was one of my sister's best friends, so it's almost as if she's my sister herself. almost.
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Post by `` camden ryan ! on Jan 5, 2009 13:11:59 GMT -5
` camden elijah ryan !
is what he goes by, but i call him cammikinz
been living nineteen years in hell
the i'll fill in
when the moon fell in love with the sun ; best guy*
all was golden when the day met the night ; partners in crime*
she was drinking tea in her garden ; inseperable*
under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer ; best friends
in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky ; secret keeper
then we will feed our jewlery to the sea ; flirts
and then she said she can't believe ; make-out buddies
that genius only comes along ; past on good terms
tripping eyes and flooded lungs ; past with feelings*
weathervanes my one and lonely ; you both have crushes*
the ink is running towards the page ; final love*
it's chasin' off the days ; in love*
you clicked your heels and wished for me ; sexual tension
camden says :: “oh my fucking tristan! i miss this boy more than anything else in the entirety of the universe. i don’t know where to even start with him…so i suppose ill just settle with the beginning (: we met back when i moved to london in my freshman year of high school, he was the first friend i made and the best one ive ever had. it wasn’t long before things grew awkward between us though…like sexually awkward, all i basically ever wanted to do while i was around him was snog him to death. so one day when he was being particularly adorable…i just did! it was only the best thing EVER. apparently he thought so too because we started dating after that, we had to keep our relationship a secret though as neither of us was really out. it took no time at all for me to fall completely in love with him as he is perfect and he never failed to tell me he loved me too. we dated for like…a year before my mum caught us…and then it was just all over. even though she was completely okay with it and knew all along, my dad was her opposite and decided it would be fun to take my happiness away. so i was forced to leave my tristan and move back to stupid fucking new york. its been quite some time now but you wouldn’t know it by the feelings i still have for him. ill see him again once i have enough money and when i do im going to get him back….even if hes with someone else…that boy is MINE damnit!”
tristansays :: [leave this blank if i haven't posted in yours]
[center][size=3][b][color=0080FF]` camden elijah ryan ![/color][/b][/size]
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is what he goes by, but i call him [b]cammikinz[/b]
been living [b]nineteen[/b] years in hell
the [b][color=0080FF]i'll fill in[/color][/b]
[size=1][color=00FF00]when the moon fell in love with the sun[/color] ; best guy*
[color=00EB00]all was golden when the day met the night[/color] ; partners in crime*
[color=00D700]she was drinking tea in her garden[/color] ; inseperable*
[color=00CD00]under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer[/color] ; best friends
[color=00A500]in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky[/color] ; secret keeper
[color=EB0000]then we will feed our jewlery to the sea[/color] ; flirts
[color=CD0000]and then she said she can't believe[/color] ; make-out buddies
[color=C30000]that genius only comes along[/color] ; past on good terms
[color=AF0000]tripping eyes and flooded lungs[/color] ; past with feelings*
[color=7D0000]weathervanes my one and lonely[/color] ; you both have crushes*
[color=730000]the ink is running towards the page[/color] ; final love*
[color=690000]it's chasin' off the days[/color] ; in love*
[color=4B0000]you clicked your heels and wished for me[/color] ; sexual tension[/size]
[B]camden[/B] says :: “oh my fucking tristan! i miss this boy more than anything else in the entirety of the universe. i don’t know where to even start with him…so i suppose ill just settle with the beginning (: we met back when i moved to london in my freshman year of high school, he was the first friend i made and the best one ive ever had. it wasn’t long before things grew awkward between us though…like sexually awkward, all i basically ever wanted to do while i was around him was snog him to death. so one day when he was being particularly adorable…i just did! it was only the best thing EVER. apparently he thought so too because we started dating after that, we had to keep our relationship a secret though as neither of us was really out. it took no time at all for me to fall completely in love with him as he is perfect and he never failed to tell me he loved me too. we dated for like…a year before my mum caught us…and then it was just all over. even though she was completely okay with it and knew all along, my dad was her opposite and decided it would be fun to take my happiness away. so i was forced to leave my tristan and move back to stupid fucking new york. its been quite some time now but you wouldn’t know it by the feelings i still have for him. ill see him again once i have enough money and when i do im going to get him back….even if hes with someone else…that boy is MINE damnit!”
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Post by { jayden weir ; on Jan 17, 2009 22:26:03 GMT -5
` jayden elizabeth marie weir !
is what she goes by, but i call her jay
been living eighteen years in hell
under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer ; best friends
when the moon found the sun ; close friends
in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky ; secret keeper
all was golden when the day met the night, summer ; family friends
and leave me all alone in the summer" ; childhood friends*
then we will feed our jewlery to the sea ; flirts
jayden says :: i met tristan back in england. our families actually lived near each other, and i was really good friends with his sister penelope. at first we'd never really talked; it was more of me and penelope hanging out and doing things together. but sometimes she'd drag him along. i never minded, really. i didn't have a problem with tristan at all. he seemed....i don't know. i didn't know him that well. but one day i'd gone over and penelope wasn't there. so i'd just hung out at his house for a bit. his mom was sweet to me and was making cookies, and i stayed to help out, and tristan came in, and his mom tried to get him to help. i forget if he did or not, but somehow we were talking. well...not talking. i don't talk much really, and tristan didn't either. but we were still making cookies, and i sneezed, and the flour ended up blowing everywhere. so both me and tristan ended up being covered in flour, and when penelope came in, all she saw was me and tristan laughing at how stupid we both looked covered in flour. so me and tristan started getting along pretty well after that. then when both of us graduated, we'd thought we'd be going seperate ways. but when we found out we were both going to the same place, it was pretty amazing. so me and tristan are still pretty close friends. he is pretty amazing.
tristansays :: [leave this blank if i haven't posted in yours] [center][size=3][b][color=F78181]` jayden elizabeth marie weir ![/color][/b][/size]
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is what she goes by, but i call her [b]jay[/b]
been living [b]eighteen[/b] years in hell
[color=00CD00]under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer[/color] ; best friends
[color=00C300]when the moon found the sun[/color] ; close friends
[color=00A500]in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky[/color] ; secret keeper
[color=009B00]all was golden when the day met the night, summer[/color] ; family friends
[color=003700]and leave me all alone in the summer"[/color] ; childhood friends*
[color=EB0000]then we will feed our jewlery to the sea[/color] ; flirts
[B]jayden[/B] says :: i met tristan back in england. our families actually lived near each other, and i was really good friends with his sister penelope. at first we'd never really talked; it was more of me and penelope hanging out and doing things together. but sometimes she'd drag him along. i never minded, really. i didn't have a problem with tristan at all. he seemed....i don't know. i didn't know him that well. but one day i'd gone over and penelope wasn't there. so i'd just hung out at his house for a bit. his mom was sweet to me and was making cookies, and i stayed to help out, and tristan came in, and his mom tried to get him to help. i forget if he did or not, but somehow we were talking. well...not talking. i don't talk much really, and tristan didn't either. but we were still making cookies, and i sneezed, and the flour ended up blowing [i]everywhere[/i]. so both me and tristan ended up being covered in flour, and when penelope came in, all she saw was me and tristan laughing at how stupid we both looked covered in flour. so me and tristan started getting along pretty well after that. then when both of us graduated, we'd thought we'd be going seperate ways. but when we found out we were both going to the same place, it was pretty amazing. so me and tristan are still pretty close friends. he is pretty amazing.
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Post by * michaela forgione } on Feb 16, 2009 23:10:39 GMT -5
` micheala cadence forgoine! 
is what she goes by, but i call her micky
been living eighteen years in hell
under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer ; best friends
when the moon found the sun ; close friends
in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky ; secret keeper
i give you this smile" ; study buddies
mickysays :: “tristan's pretty cool. the only reason i know him is because he's a writing major like me. we both have one of our many writing courses together, so of course we naturally met through that. i think we were assigned to analyze eighteenth century writing and find literary devices or something like that. it was actually really boring, and we just spent most if that time just talking about...stuff, i guess. but he seemed like a really cool guy, which not a lot of people can get from me. it's actually quite rare for me to completely open up to people. but tristan's a pretty unique guy. i can actually talk to him about things, which is pretty cool, because..well, i can't talk to peeople, really. it's a bit hard for me. but yeah, anyways. tristan. he's pretty awesome. i'm saying that i'm more than willing to help the guy out with ever he needs, and i'm almost certain he'd do the same for me.
tristan says ::[leave this blank if i haven't posted in yours] [center][size=3][b][color=F78181]` micheala cadence forgoine![/color][/b][/size]
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is what she goes by, but i call her [b]micky[/b]
been living [b]eighteen[/b] years in hell
[color=00CD00]under the green umbrella tree in the middle of summer[/color] ; best friends
[color=00C300]when the moon found the sun[/color] ; close friends
[color=00A500]in the middle of summer, all was golden in the sky[/color] ; secret keeper
[color=005F00]i give you this smile"[/color] ; study buddies
[B]micky[/B]says :: “tristan's pretty cool. the only reason i know him is because he's a writing major like me. we both have one of our many writing courses together, so of course we naturally met through that. i think we were assigned to analyze eighteenth century writing and find literary devices or something like that. it was actually really boring, and we just spent most if that time just talking about...stuff, i guess. but he seemed like a really cool guy, which not a lot of people can get from me. it's actually quite rare for me to completely open up to people. but tristan's a pretty unique guy. i can actually talk to him about things, which is pretty cool, because..well, i can't talk to peeople, really. it's a bit hard for me. but yeah, anyways. tristan. he's pretty awesome. i'm saying that i'm more than willing to help the guy out with ever he needs, and i'm almost certain he'd do the same for me.
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