ooc: that moment where Safari is a fucking cunt and has been showing tumblr as a black page for three days straight. Yep. Just had to uninstal and instal safari again.

harper-nash:

None of them? So we’re still very much stuck inside? Uh yes, so I can watch Casablanca?

Maybe just the smoking outside one. But I’ll have to figure that one out properly before setting it in. Yes, you can watch Casablanca.

harper-nash:

Ugh, fuck.

Sorry, babe. Not going to change Cyrus’ rules. Besides, you know you’re still allowed out of your room after Eleven.

jaden-boyd:

kylie-riddle:

Even if it is, people are still going to break it.

Yes it is. And not my watch.

OOC Name: Ana
OOC age: 20
Character you’d like: Kent Chambers
Will you bring them to life?: WELL DUUHH~
Any ‘ships you’d like to see: Karper. Karper. And more Karper.
Will you be active: Well, there goes my non-existing social life.
Sample Para(CAN BE FROM OTHER RPG):

It was fair to say that Kent didn’t really know what would happen the minute he would set foot at Paradise Fall. He was assigned as guard and Special Operations Officer, and that was it. That was his job, and that’s what he was going to stick with. But of course that train of thoughts had changed when he met Harper. It was as if she knew how to make him break rules. But in a way, Kent had always broken rules. He never even graduated, but of course that was something he’d never share. Grabbing the cigarette that was sitting in his ashtray, he took a deep drag from it and inhaled the smoke, closing his eyes lightly. Feeling the smoke hit the back of his throat, he exhaled, blowing light circles with his mouth. That was the good thing about being a prison guard. You had time to learn all those stupid tricks while patrolling. Taking another drag, he ran his hand over his neatly trimmed hair and grabbed a simple tanktop and slipped it on then a sweater.

Hearing the knock on the door, Kent raised his eyebrow just lightly, before letting a light smirk fall on his lips. It had to be none other than Harper. Who else did he invite over anyways? Walking towards the door, he pulled it open and glanced down at the petite girl. He had to blame his height for that, that was a given fact. “Hey, Nash.” Nodding lightly at the girl, he stepped aside to let her in, and chuckled lightly. “You’re welcome.” Closing the door behind her, he rubbed the back of his neck and took another drag from his cigarette, squashing it in his ashtray.

I’m typing up my audition and stuff.

Guise, I’ll add the RP as affiliates on my RP’s.

harper-nash:

This sucks. He shouldn’t be able to do this shit! First he stabs Elijah like an asshole, now he’s made Landon lose his fucking memory. Oh yeah, and he’s corrupted Lilly. I hate him so much.

I know, I know. But he’ll get what he’s asking for. Just got to wait for the right time. I can’t do anything rash, cause ya know.

(Source: kent-chambers)

harper-nash:

I say you turn your back and we all kill him.

I wouldn’t mind doing that, but that’s not really something I can do.. yet.

(Source: kent-chambers)