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Whoa

So I remembered I had an RP and I was like," Oh shit!" so I logged in and saw that no one uses it anymore. Which is okay! I'll still check this constantly and keep this open, I really don't mind. I know life can get busy for some! But if some of you are still RPing, you guys are awesome! I'll try to update the story soon! 

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Application for Jonathan Smythe-Karofsky Accepted!

Yay! You're in! Now all you need to do is make a tumblr page and notify me within 24 hours or so! :D

Name and Age-Joseph, 17

Timezone-Central

Activity Level(1-10, 10 being the highest activity level and 1 being the lowest)-Hmmm…like a 7 or 8. Depends how much homework my damn teachers give me (the struggle of being a junior…bleh!)

Anything Else I Need To Know?  I’m a Thespian, I love Jonathan Smythe-Karofsky (I’m so serious, I just love him so much! Plus, come on, who doesn’t love him as Peter Pan?), and it is my duty to portray him! :D

In Character Info for Desired Character to RolePlay:

Character: Jonathan Smythe-Karofsky (FC: Jeremy Sumpter)

Writing Sample-Doesn’t have to be very long, just give me a gist on how you write!

“And the nominees for best performance by an actor in a leading role in a musical are…” Megan Hilty’s perky voice announced at the annual Tony Awards.

9 year old Jonathan Smythe-Karofsky could feel chills run down his spine as he nervously adjusted his black bowtie for the 25th time. He was only 9 years old, being nominated for a Tony award was the biggest deal in history.

As Megan Hilty continued saying the nominees, he could feel his heart beat faster. His dad, Sebastian, patted his shoulder in reassurance.  Only he had come to the Tony Awards with him while his daddy, David, stayed with Dorothy and Ellie back at Chicago. But they promised to watch the Tony Awards for him.

Rachel, who was next to him, leaned to his ear,” You’re going to win, I know it!” she assured with a smile,” And even if you don’t, it isn’t the end of the world. You’re still one of the most talented kids I’ve ever known.”

Jonathan smiled,” Really?” he turned to her.

Rachel nodded,” Oh yeah, you’ve got more talent than I do! And I never tell anyone that.” She chuckled.

Jonathan giggled, “Jonathan Smythe-Karofsky from the revival musical, “Oliver!”…” his name was called last. Jonathan gulped.

“And the winner is…” Megan Hilty’s voice said in a suspenseful tone, opening the envelope,” Jonathan Smythe-Karofsky!”

Everyone broke out into cheers and Jonathan simply sat there with a shocked look on his face. Had they really called his name? Was this really happening? He won a Tony Award—no—the Tony Award.

“Jonathan, you won! Go up there!” Sebastian exclaimed, hugging his son.

Jonathan got up and hugged his dad and then Rachel before heading towards the stage, a huge grin on his face.

Once he reached the stage, Megan handed him his Tony and hugged him, saying a quick congratulations. Jonathan then looked towards the audience with a baffled look,” Uh, w-wow!” he exclaimed, causing some people to laugh,” I can’t believe I’m actually holding this Tony right now!” he turned towards Megan,” You guys aren’t going to take it away, right?” he asked innocently. The crowd burst into laughter and Megan shook her head, laughing. Jonathan nodded,” Okay, good. Anyway, I’d like to thank first of all my dads’ who let me pursue my dreams and told me to never give up on them. And my two little sisters, Dory and Ellie! I love you guys! Also the cast and crew of, “Oliver!” they’ve become like my second family and some of them have helped become the boy I am today.” Jonathan paused,” And I’d also like to thank Broadway for opening its doors for me, I really feel at home here and I hope that I’m here to stay! Thank you all, thank you so much! This is definitely going on my nightstand at home!” he grinned cheekily before stepping off the stage. He couldn’t believe it, he won.

The youngest Tony Award winner in around 20 years���

He won!

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Application for Adeline Hudson Accepted!

Whoopee! You're in! Now, all you need to do is make a page and notify me!

Name and Age-Eva, 14

Timezone-EST

Activity Level(1-10, 10 being the highest activity level and 1 being the lowest)-7 or 8. Depends on the day really.

Anything Else I Need To Know? No, not really. Hopefully this is really fun and enjoying?

In Character Info for Desired Character to RolePlay:

Character: Adeline Barbra Hudson (FC: Lucy Hale)

Writing Sample-I did a really small drabble of the Hudsons. I stopped it where I stopped because I didn’t know how to continue it. Hopefully it’ll suffice? :)

“We’re watching the Sound of Music, and that’s that!” Adeline argued, waving the DVD with the movie around.

Cheryl rolled her eyes,” Fuck you Adeline! We’re watching Funny Girl!” Cheryl replied.

Rachel looked at the two girls,” While I agree with Cheryl, watch the language!”

“Come on guys, Spider-Man! Let’s watch it come on!” Oliver pleaded.

“NO!” Cheryl and Adeline both disagreed.

Oliver huffed and crossed his arms,” We’re ALWAYS watching musicals!”

Finn spoke up,” I second that. Can’t we watch a movie where the only music you hear is the background music?” Finn asked.

Rachel, Cheryl, and Adeline looked at each other and then to the boys,” No.” they replied, causing Finn and Oliver to groan.

Rachel protested,” What’s so wrong with musicals?”

“Oh there’s nothing wrong with them, we just see them too much.” Oliver told them.

Adeline scoffed,” There is NO such thing as too much!”

Cheryl nodded in agreement,” See, I’m no Broadway Baby like this one but I still like them!” Adeline gave her a look,” I mean it in a good way!”

“Okay, fine. We settle this the only way us Hudson’s know best: a sing off.” Rachel smirked.

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Audition for Rowan Lopez-Pierce Accepted!

Yay! You're in! Now, all you need to do is make an account and notify me within 24 hours!

Name and Age- Charlotte, 16

Timezone-Central

Activity Level(1-10, 10 being the highest activity level and 1 being the lowest)-8 or 9, I’ll be on it the whole day if it’s really that active. Though when school starts, I might be on it less.

Anything Else I Need To Know? No, not really. I can’t wait to portray Rowan, that is, if I’m accepted.

In Character Info for Desired Character to RolePlay:

Character: Rowan Lopez-Pierce (FC: Nicole Anderson)

Writing Sample- Well, this is a story I wrote for English class based on a story we read. So yeah…

The Day the Princess Came for Tea

She watched as her lover opened the door on the right and watched as the ravenous tiger pounced him with great force, mauling the poor and dire boy.

The crowd around the amphitheater gasped and cheered loudly as they watched in excitement as the poor man was killed in a painful death.

The malicious tiger ripped, clawed, and bit the once handsome man to pieces. The lover screamed in agony as he slipped away from one life to another.

The princess closed her eyes to not see her lover suffer and die such a doleful death. She just couldn’t bear seeing another woman love him the way she thought she should. If she couldn’t love him—no one can.

For a brief moment, the princess gathered up all her strength to open her eyes. The moment she did, she regretted it immediately. His eyes, the eyes she had fallen in love with, were fixated on her. Filled with both love and anger.

Her eyes filled with tears as she mouthed,” I’m sorry.” And she was, she really was.

There was a large pool of red blood that was surrounding the near dead young man. His face no longer had its handsome features. Instead his face was scratched, bloody, and disgusting. Pieces of his once luscious skin hung around in varied parts. The bright, crimson blood gushing out of him like lava.

A single tear streamed down the princess’s face, tasting the salt in her mouth. Her lover was slowly drifting away. To her, he would always be that boy filled with valor and charm that swept her off her feet when she first met him.

The young man took the energy he had left to mouth back,” I love you.”

Before the princess could return it, the tiger’s teeth sunk in the boy’s neck and ripped out an artery, killing him instantly.

The crowd cheered and screamed with both disgust and pleasure they watched with spectacle eyes.

The princess let out a tiny whimper as all of her tears slid down her cheeks and fell to the floor. He was gone. Her lover was gone. He wasn’t coming back. Ever.

Her father, the king, stood up with a genial smile. He had gotten rid of the problem. The crowd immediately hushed in silence as their ruler was about to speak,” My people, today, you saw a retribution take place, clearly this man was guilty. This is what happens when subordinate people such as this young man try to think they belong in a higher standard.  But punishment has taken place and we can all learn from this.  Good day to you all.” The king began to exit out of the balcony. The princess continued watching the lifeless corpse, being picked up from men to get rid of it. She felt regret in her actions, should she have really picked the right door?

Her father turned his head to look at her,” Hey!” he exclaimed.

She broke of her trance and turned to her father,” Yes?”

“Let’s go. Now.”  Her father ordered.

She nodded and quickly stood up and followed her father out of the amphitheater.  The princess felt a heavy burden in her chest. If only she had pointed left…then her lover would still be alive. But with another woman. He would love another woman the way she thought he should love her…

Weeks passed, and the princess continued to mourn the death of her lover. She couldn’t let go of a love that could’ve been. If she had only picked the left…

She groaned as she rubbed her forehead nervously. She watched the doctor she had ordered to come examine her urine. She had been feeling sick and she had missed her period. So she feared the worst.

The doctor looked at her as he put the cup of the princess’s urine down,” Well you’re highness; you are indeed bearing a child.” He confirmed to her.

Her eyes widened as she let the news sink in…she was pregnant. And she knew who was the father…the only man she had ever been with was her lover. But he was long gone…

She stood up and grabbed money and handed it to the doctor,” Thank you doctor, you can leave now.” She looked at him,” You shall tell no one. Understand?” the doctor nodded as he looked at the money and left.

The moment he left she fell down to the floor, bringing her knees to her chest she sobbed. She was young, pregnant, and alone.  She had no idea what to do. Or how to raise a child. But here she was, bearing a child of a man she had chosen to be killed instead of married. All because she had not picked the door on the left…

She was scared. What would her father think? He will be outraged! But did he have to find out? An idea popped into her mind. This baby, was her second chance of making things right. The child she carried was a reminder of the pure love her and her lover shared. This child was her little miracle.

She could start over, move to another institution. Somewhere no one knew her. Somewhere where there weren’t barbaric kings and lucky or unlucky fates. Somewhere impartial where everything was good and it was a place to raise a child. Somewhere new. 

The princess immediately grabbed a suitcase and packed her things. She took some money for her fresh start. She never wanted to see this place ever again.

The princess had written a letter to her father, explaining why she was leaving. She was never to hear from him again, and it was relieving to imagine that.

Sneakily, the princess left the castle and walked with her hand protectively over her invisible bump as she walked farther and farther away from the castle until she couldn’t see it no more.

She wouldn’t ever make the wrong choice out of her own selfish needs. Especially since she would become a mother.

She was going to start anew.

She was going to make things right.

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Meet the Schuester Family!

William Schuester-55 years old-History/Glee Club Teacher-FC: Matthew Morrison-OPEN

Emma Schuester-55 years old-Guidance Counselor-FC: Jayma Mays-OPEN

Orion Levi Schuester-16 years old-FC: Argiris Karras-OPEN

Adara Kristen Schuester-14 years old-FC: Charlotte Arnold-OPEN

HELP COMPLETE THIS FAMILY BY JOINING THE RP!

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Hey, I saw that you were doing a role play of your story. I was wondering if there were still any characters open?

Oh yes there are PLENTY of characters open! Just look at my RP page and see! 

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Your blog is now autographed by Angela Lansbury, Audra McDonald, Bernadette Peters, Laura Osnes, Lea Salonga, Megan Hilty, Patti LuPone, Stephanie J. Block, and Sutton Foster.

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This is my dog, Lily. My sister and I bought her, without my dads permission and brought her home as a puppy about a year ago. My dad hates her, but me & my 2 sisters love her to death. This dog helps me cope with my depression and shes always great company to my sisters and I. My dad describes her as “tolerable." Today, after having this dog for over a year, my dad is saying she needs to go, while he is angry at us for bringing her home, she has become part of the family and we can’t get rid of her, it’s too painful. After begging my dad for a while, he was still stuck on getting rid of her. I mentioned tumblr as a final option, and surprisingly he agreed to it. If I can get 200,000 notes by the end of July, we can keep her. He thinks it’s impossible, but I have faith. I’ve seen tumblr do it before. Please guys help me, I love this dog more than myself. Please oh please :c 

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Hey, so I decided in order to commemorate Cory and Finn, I did a one-shot of Little Wonders with the Hudson family! Hope you guys like it!

Rest in peace, Cory. We’ll miss you!

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Activity Check

Aaron Evans- 2 weeks inactivity

Emily Hummel-Anderson- I week inactivity

I'm going to personally message you guys and if you don't answer, then the character will be re-opened.

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Application for Mason Puckerman Accepted!

Awesome job! You have 24 hours to make an account and notify me! :)

Name and Age-Jamie, 16

Timezone- Central

Activity Level(1-10, 10 being the highest activity level and 1 being the lowest)- An 8 most likely. I can be on it for hours and I will inform you when I can’t be on. I promise. :)

Anything Else I Need To Know?  I figured you needed more male characters. Being that Connor’s the only one. And to be honest, Mason Puckerman is one of my favorite characters in the story. Mostly because he’s so much like Puck, yet so different. Puck had self-restraint. He was a badass yes, but he was a total goofball. But Mason is more of a darker version. With losing Saphirra, a girl he really loved. And also in the midst of losing Adeline, another girl he loves. He’s pushing the ones he loves because he’s afraid. He’s afraid of someone entering his perfectly kept walls because no one has been able to slip into them. Not even the girl he dated for 2 years! And not even the girl he supposedly “loved”. And he’s so different from the rest of the Puckermans. I feel like he carries resentment towards his siblings because he’s always been the “troubled kid”. And unlike Connor, he wasn’t the “good boy”. So I want to portray that. I also want to portray his “downfall”. Since I assume there will be with his behavior. And I can’t wait to see you portray him in your writing as well! Sorry for the rant. :\

In Character Info for Desired Character to RolePlay:

Character: Mason Puckerman (FC: Thomas McDonell)

Writing Sample-

I made a song-fic if you do not mind. I love Shinedown so I felt like this certain song really fit Mason’s situation. The song is Save Me by Shinedown. Listen to it, it’s amazing!

Mason’s leather combat boots made loud and hollow steps as he walked on the concrete sidewalk. His hands were in the pockets of his worn out leather jacket, shivering from the cold wind hitting the back of his neck, sending Goosebumps down his body. The lamppost flickered on and off, cars passing by every so often in the dark, empty streets of Lima.

He finally reached a dark alley, he let out a shaky breath before entering the alley. He heard crunching noises at every step he took, his boots stepping on the broken shards of glass from bottles, needles, and windows.

I got a candle  And I've got a spoon I live in a hallway with no doors

 And no rooms, Mason stepped inside the dirty place that reeked of perspiration, booze, and cigarettes. In the room there were men and woman of any age, any race, drinking and injecting needles and laughing and crying. All with empty looks in their eyes.

“Mason! My boy!” his dealer, Jack greeted. The man was in on his late 30’s. He greeted the boy with a friendly hug, his breath reeking of a mixture of alcohol, mints, and cigarettes. 

“Jack.” He nodded.

Mason took out a couple of bills from his pocket, money he had won from fight club. Thinking about the fight club made his ribs ache from the previous night. He had taken quite the hit.

Jack took the money and stuffed it in one of his dirty pockets,” Right this way.”

 Under a windowsill

 They all were found

 A touch of concrete within the doorway

 Without a sound

   Someone save me if you will

 And take away all these pills

 And please just save me if you can

 From my blasphemy in my wasteland

  Jack handed the small baggie filled with crushed, white powder,” I just made this today. You’ll get quite the feeling.” He chuckled, his raspy voice from all the drugs he’s done.

Mason nodded,” Thanks.” He looked down on the baggie, the small substance took his problems away.

“If you want to be away from everyone else, we can go to my room and you could do it there.” Jack suggested, crossing his arms.

“I’d like that.”

“Follow me then.” Jack patted the boy’s back and led him to a room down the hallway.

   How did I get here

 And what went wrong

 Couldn't handle forgiveness

 Now I'm far beyond gone

   I can hardly remember

 The look of my own eyes

How can I love this a life so dishonest

It made me compromise

   Someone save me if you will

And take away all these pills

 And please just save me if you can From my blasphemy in my wasteland

  Jack prepared the white substance for Mason, cutting it up tinier while Mason stared into the distance, what was he doing with himself? But quite frankly, he didn’t care. This was escape, and no one could understand that.

“It’s ready my boy.” Jack said gruffly.

Mason broke from his train of thought and rolled the white paper and leaned over to the wooden desk with the powdered substance before sniffing it until his longs couldn’t breathe in any more. He leaned back on his chair breathing a sigh of relief as his high set in.

“What are you doing Mason?” a feminine voice questioned in disappointment. A voice he can never forget. The voice that haunted his mind every day of every hour of every minute.

 Jump in the water

Jump in with me

 Jump on the altar

 Lay down with me

   The hardest question to answer

 Is why

 Why

  “Saphirra.” He breathed out. His delusional state taking the best of him. There stood, the girl he loved, Saphirra Renolds. Looking radiant as ever, though she had a disappointed look on her graceful features.

“Why are you doing this?” she questioned, kneeling in front of him and taking his hand.

He looked at her, staring into her brown eyes,” What else is there to do?”

 Someone save me if you will

 And take away all these pills

 And please just save me if you can

 From my blasphemy in my wasteland

“Don’t do this.” Saphirra shook her head,” You’re better than this.”

“No I’m not! I’m a fucking failure!” he exclaimed, placing his hands on his face and crying,” I’m nothing. Nothing!” he sobbed,” I’m just a damn Lima loser. Like everyone says.”

Saphirra caressed his cheek with her soft hands,” You’re not. You’re the boy who loved me when no one would. You’re the boy that changed my life. But don’t change yours. You go down this path Mason, there’s no going back. I love you, don’t do this. Stop. For me.” She pleaded.

“I can’t.” he murmured,” This is my escape.”

Saphirra stood up,” I’m sorry. For abandoning you.” she pursed her lips, the girl began slowly disappearing. The figure that was once there, disappearing.

Mason sniffed, rubbing his nose,” Everyone leaves me.” Saphirra. Adeline. He lost them both in less than a second. Now, he was here. In a room with a junkie finding his only escape.

 Someone save me

 Someone save me

 Somebody save me

 Somebody save me

 Please don't erase me.

“You okay Mason?” Jack questioned.

Mason shook his head,” No.”

“Why?”

“Because no one can save me.” No one. 

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Hey guys!

So I thought I should tell you guys that you can write self-paras in this RP. I haven't seen any so I assumed you guys didn't know. In case you don't know what self-paras or paras are, it's basically when you write a small scene or paragraph with the character you are replaying. SO yeah....