How active you are on tumblr: Very. o-o /no life status.

Name of character: Nicholas Burke.

Faceclaim: Ian Somerhalder.

Age: 22.

Bio: Nick is always up for a good time. So why did he become a camp counselor? Well, when he realized that fuck being a doctor, his family looked down on him. He remembered the time when he attended Camp Everwood, and decided why not? It’ll be a fun time. And it has been. Nick, the arrogant bastard he is, is a big flirt, obviously. He’s not the kind of guy who just sticks to one girl. Why would he? His father never did. Though he may seem like a bad guy, he just might be one of the nicest guys you’ll ever meet. Of course, he doesn’t let most people see that.

Sample of third-person para: 

Like always, the sun was coming up and the sunlight directly hit his eyes, making him groan in disgust. It was early morning — way too early in the morning. If he were back at home, he wouldn’t be up at this time. He’d probably be sleeping until the afternoon, instead of waking up at six in the morning to be a camp counselor for these teenagers.

But then again, he was barely in his twenties. It wasn’t that long ago when he was a teenager himself. Ahh, the teen years, one of the best years in his life. The parties, the alcohol, the girls — and some boys, he doesn’t discriminate…

“Burke!” 

The loud yell shook him out of his thoughts and sent him hurrying to get some pants over his boxers and a shirt over his torso. “I’m comin’! I’m comin’!” He screamed back, scrambling so that he would be ready to face the damn teens. “Man, growing up sucks,” he muttered to himself, running his fingers through his hair so that it’d look at least somewhat presentable.

How active you are on tumblr: I’m on everyday. More on the weekends.

Name of character: Elizabetta Gomez

Faceclaim: Adriana Lima

Age: 17

Bio: Elizabetta - or Liz  is your typical clown. She loves to joke around and basically, everything is a joke to her - making every serious moment turn into a comedy show and every dull moment into a vivid image.  All though her past wasn’t all fun and games over time she found a way  to become a happier person. After being sent to her father after the mother died Elizabetta has had the happiest life. Her father joined the Military when she was 14, with no where to live  she was sent to Camp Everwood.

Sample of third-person para:

How active you are on tumblr: On a scale of 1-10, I’d say around an 8.

Name of character: Matt Chamberlin.

Faceclaim: Michael Trevino.

Age: 18.

Bio: What Matt lacked in what people called the “necessities” - money, luxury, and all that - he more than made up for in heart. He’d never known his father (he’d left when he was only a baby), so it was just him and his mother throughout his life. Which he didn’t mind at all - on the contrary, he preferred it. His mother was like his best friend, so when she suggested that he start going to Camp Everwood when he was fifteen, he mostly worried about how she was going to live without him. He helped keep the house in shape, i.e. mowing the lawn, washing the car, doing anything he could to help. The only reason why he even agreed to go to Camp Everwood was so his mother would be happy. He’d only really started getting more social a few summers afterwards when he turned seventeen, but overall, if you talked to him, he’s a friendly guy. He’s extremely loyal to the people he cares for, he has what people would call a ‘big Southern heart’ since he was originally from Texas, but what not many people know is that he has a bit of a short fuse. Push his buttons too much and he’ll blow up.

Sample of third-person para: (From another RP.)

Pushing himself away from the wall, James moved towards Adrian with a small smirk on his face, pulling his hands from his pockets as he moved. “Something in the way he moves,” his smirk flickered to a grin for a moment at the way he changed the lyrics before going back to a smirk, his hands settling on the other boy’s hips as he continued to sing, “Attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way he woos me.” Pulling him closer, he stared down into his eyes, finally allowing his smirk to actually stay as a smile. “I don’t want to leave him now. You know I believe in how.” He stayed like that for a while, just standing there - their bodies almost flush together, their eyes connected - before stepping back, his hands smoothing over his hips almost teasingly as he let go. He didn’t even bother to acknowledge the fact that that was the first time in a very long time that he’d ever sang in front of someone, let alone one of his favorite Beatles songs.

“I’m a bit of a Beatles fan.” He murmured, his smile never faltering as he shoved his hands into his pockets, trying not to show how… embarrassed he was. He’d never done something like that before. He guessed it just showed how much he actually liked Adrian. Nodding towards the other end of the hallway where they were supposed to head to leave, he rose an eyebrow. “Ready to go, Mr. Hologram?” He licked his lips, glancing at the ground before staring at Adrian again, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves. This feeling in his stomach - was it what people called butterflies? - must mean something.