STAFF APLICATIONS

[Fallen Angel]

Ok, put here what position you would like to be on my new site. Just so I can pick a biit more easily just fill out the form posted here. In the spot that says 'Charater(s)' you DO NOT have to use the same character as on this site, I just need to know what names are going to be used and who it's going to be played by on my new site(actor/actress)

[b]Name:{real}[/b]
[b]Character(s):[/b]
[b]Played By:[/b]
[b]Position:[/b]
[b]Will you be on at least once every other day?:[/b]
[b]RP sample:[/b]

Admin{taken}: Over-all leader of the board. Has the final say-so in most matters
Co-Admin: Is in charge of making sure people don't post anything against the rules, anything less than the post requirment, and handles problems when the Admin isn't there.
Graphic Admin: Helps do anything that has to do with the sites layout, people avatars(if they need help) and any siggy problems.
Global Mod: Keeps people in line so they don't be illiterate on the new site. I may assign you a specific job when I am unavailable. Helps the co-admin.
Moderator: Helps keep people from argueing and not breaking rules.

[moosey]

Name:{real} Providence (I prefer to be called Moosey)
Character(s): KC LeRoy, Dorgo McCutcheon
Played By: me
Position: co-admin perhaps? I know admin CP up and down and all around.
Will you be on at least once every other day?: Yes. I'm usually on every day.
RP sample:
Dorgo:
Another insomniac. Dorgo McCutcheon had been up all night on the couch of the bus, flipping through the channels on a small TV. He yawned slightly and stretched, pulling down his black t-shirt afterwards. It read: "Thank you for humoring me" and, quite frankly, needed a wash. His t-shirt showed off the tattoos on both of his arms, an eagle and a snake, each running down his arms from near the shoulder to about the middle of the forearm. The eagle was on the left, and the snake the right. On his wrists were two sweatbands, on the left black with an red anarchy symbol, and on the right navy with the phrase: "Night of Nee." stitched into it. Dorgo's pants were baggy (as usual) and held up by a red and blue striped belt. The pants were a dark shade of blue, and had many pockets, where many, many things could get lost. Currently, Dorgo was only wearing a pair of boring white socks, but sitting by the front of the couch were a pair of navy blue sneakers. These (of course) were adorned by pink checkerboarded shoelaces. He himself was medium built, never really considered muscular or skinny, and a bit taller than average. His hair was naturally blonde in color (which he detested) and was perpetually dyed dark blue, which by now you should surmise was his favorite color, and went down to about the middle of his neck. His eyes were naturally a light blue, but he wore contacts making them darker. Dorgo's skin tone was a tannish color, seeing as his father was Irish and his mother was Dominican. By his side was his baby, the bass guitar in his favorite hue. He picked it up and put it back in it's heavily worn and stickered case and uttered one word. "Coffee."

Mattoki (Digimon Character)
A young boy, age thirteen, walked apathetically off the rickety camp bus, tugging his akwardly large suitcase behind him. He never wanted to go to this stupid camp. Stupid parents and thier stupid second honeymoons. Isn't one enough? The boy trudged along, pausing a moment to brush a lock of chestnut colored hair from his green eyes. Habitually he reached up to touch the pair of blue goggles on his head. He wore them over his eyes on occasion. Soon, he reached the run down looking cabin he was assigned to. Lucky number thirteen. This trip was so great already. He climbed up the few stairs, reaching a wooden porch. He looked down, grumbling to himself as he brushed the brown dust off his jeans. They were dark blue, and loose fitting on the boy's skinny phisique. He scowled at his now dirty pants, muttering something about the stupid camp. He then brushed off his white longsleeved shirt, and unzipped his black vest because of the heat. His shoes were boring navy blue sneakers, but they had shoelaces that thad pink checkerboards on them. He lugged his akwardly large suitcase inside the cabin, nonchalantly dropping it near a bed. As it fell on the floor, something fell out of it. Thinking it was his MP3 player, the young boy hurridly picked it up, only to find that it was a strange device he'd never seen. It was a silver device, with deep orange highlights. Engraved in the back was a sun-like symbol. He pressed button, and it turned on. He looked at it's small screen. It read: "Hello Mattoki." He gasped, having no idea how this thing knew his name. Mattoki blinked, staring at the device for a few minutes. It made a loud beeping noise, and now the message 'Take your Fate, be at the lake during the third hour.' Mattoki thought for a few minutes. "Must be some sort of scavenger hunt." He stood up slowly, placed the device in his pocket, and wandered out onto the porch. He rested his elbows on the porch, and his chin in his hands.

[♥Dancing Star♥]

Name:{real} Amanda
Character(s): Ashlee, Alex, Nikki, Lillian & Lyric (These are characters I play on most of my roleplays, some family, some others, but never all at once!)
Played By: Me?
Position: Co-Admin, or Gllobal Mod (Prefferably Co-Admin)
Will you be on at least once every other day?: Yes. I have been pretty good with that lately and I promise to give evryone a heads up if I will be off for more than 2 days in a row. I am sorry that I forgot about the site, but I currently check the site everyday.
RP sample:
Well manicured nails tapped the handle of the Porche as a young girl waited for her father to come and drive her to school. Her black hair curled into ringlets, framing around her dark face. The girls heritage was Mexican, her skin color showing it. Her father walked up, unlocking the car door, the girl getting into the front seat. Her brown eyes were highlighted by eyeliner, eye shadow, and mascara, lengthening her eyelashes. Blush, lipstick, and other make-up products occupied the rest of her face. Her Hollister jeans gave the girl a nice form, the white shirt that read ‘CELEBRITY’ in big bold gold letters making her look curvy. White heels sat on her small feet, several straps crisscrossing her feet. Her toenails were white manicured, big hop earrings occupied her ears. The car started, the radio blasting on. The mix of R&B, Hip Hop, and Rap songs blared in the ears of the girl. In no time, the Porche pulled into a school, the girl stepping out of the car. “Have a good day Alyssa” Her father yelled to her as she closed the door and walked up to the school.
(Its not my best, but, this was all I could dig up without trying to recreate a new character, which, would take me awhile. I could, just I cant right on the spot....)

[Broadway is Beautiful]

Name - Allison.

Character - Kaitlyn Geniveve McIntock.

Played By - Erm, I'm not sure I understand you. Me?

Position - Moderator, or maybe Global Moderator. I could help keep people literate.

Will you be on at least every other day? - Almost definitely. I would be very, very active.

Roleplay Sample -

Kaitlyn sighed dreamily as she stared up at the slice of silver moon that hung by a single thread in the cold night sky. She unlaced her sneakers and kicked them in the general direction of a young sapling; peeled off her socks and crumpled them into a ball, sending them after her shoes.

She lowered herself onto the damp earth, slender blades of grass teasing her ankles. Kaitlyn drew her knees up against her chest, wrapping her thin arms around them, index fingers linked together. Her toes slipped tentatively into the cool, dark water of the lake, sending ripples dancing across the surface. Kaitlyn let her gaze fall upon a single small star that rested overhead on the cloak of night. It seemed to wink and glitter laughingly. She smiled back at it, her expression faraway.

It had been one of those days when she stashed her alarm clock under her bed (a watched pot never boils, just as a watched clock never never seems to change much,) and lay on top of her sheets, waiting for day to end and darkness to sweep her arm over the land. As Kaitlyn's mother saw it, it was simply one of those days when her daughter, once again, failed to get out and supply her unusually pale complexion with a few drops of sunlight. Another day without meeting new people, new friends.

Another day wasted.

But Kaitlyn often wondered why people contributed so many nasty thoughts about wasting the day when there was so little good in sleeping through the night. What was sunlight, anyways? A lie that heightened your vision so that all your other senses seemed depleted. Kaitlyn hated it. In the dark, you relied as much on your touch, smell, and hearing as anything else. Sight was just a member of the team, rather than the MVP.

For Kaitlyn, there was a unique appeal to darkness. That thrill, that rush, that exciting feeling of the unknown. Sure, you've told yourself for years that there is no such thing as a monster that lurks beneath your bed. But how can you really, truly be sure that there's nothing waiting around the corner when it's engulfed in darkness?

Kaitlyn listened intently to the mournful coo of an owl, allowing her eyelids to flutter closed. Ah, yes, this was where - no, when, she belonged.

[Fallen Angel]

No, I mean which actor/actress/model will be playiing it.

[Broadway is Beautiful]

What do you mean? I don't think my picture of Kaitlyn is an actress or model...

[moosey]

All my characters are 100% original and not based off celebrites. o.o

[Broadway is Beautiful]

Yeah...

[Fallen Angel]

well, your going to need at least an avie on the other site for your charries.

[Black and Pink Fairy]

Name:Nikki
Characters: Nikki Cayta and Amyna Hill
Played By: (Like....What celebrity?) Kelly Clarkson and Mary-Kate Olsen
Position: Global Moderator or Co-Admin
Will you be on at least once every other day?: Yes, i'll be on EVERY day almost, inless im doing something...Like shopping, lol.
RP sample: A young girl walked around her trailor, there was tons of Kelly Clarkson posters all of the walls. There was a small bathroom with white walls with black spots on it that made it look like someone was painting with black and splattered black on the wall kinda. The young girl appeared to be 18, she grabbed her shiny pink purse with a black strap and four pockets. Each pocket had two silver buttons on it that you had to push down hard to button. There was one pocket on the left, one on the right and two on the front. She had dirty blonde hair with bangs that went to her shoulders and the rest of her hair to her chin, it had been like that for awhile and she always got her hair done with her stylist, Brad, he was an old man with dark skin with a white and grey wrap over on his head. He had a white and grey mustache too and he had been wearing a dark blue and white striped buttoned shirt with red overalls over it. He was really nice and was about to die. The 18 year old girl put her purse on the couch and walked into the bathroom. When she came out she had black and red hair, but the same style. She grabbed her purse and walked out of the trailor. She walked around the corner and grabbed her two dogs. They were shih-tzus, they were Hailey and Bailey. Bailey was a black and white shih-tzu with short hair and Hailey was a white shih-tzu with long hair. The 18 year old was named Joey. Joey began to walk down the side walk with Baileys red leesh in her left had and Haileys black leash in her right hand. She had her purse on her right shoulder which kept falling onto the end of her hand making her almost drop Hailey's black leash. She put it back on her shoulder and looked up. The bright sun shined making her blue eyes sparkle as she walked. She grabbed a mint out of the pocket on the left side of her purse and put it in her mouth, like I said, when she tried to button it, she had to push down as hard as she could. She had on a dark pink shirt with a black bow on the left side and a black cat on it. Covering her legs were jeans that she stepped on as she walked down the sidewalk and there was a hole on the right side. She had crystal rose earrings also. She walked around the corner to a strange old house, her dogs pulled her in and... No one ever saw her again. Later her dogs came running out and they ran to a girl named Amyna which was Joeys sister. Amyna took care of the two dogs ever since.

[moosey]

I don't have pictures of my characters because I made them up. o.o
That's why I use my awesome avatar with falling down stairs.

[♥Dancing Star♥]

ooc| You dont have to be a celebrity. Your character is an actress or actor etc. He/She is trying to make it big. Its your made up.

Am I right?

[Broadway is Beautiful]

Well, the avatar for Kaitlyn is in my siggy.