welcome

newport beach

real life roleplay

Welcome to Newport Beach! We are a real life RPG forum set in the current year. We offer you friendly staff support and a luxurious role playing community. Our home is your home and we want to make you feel as comfortable as we can. Don't be shy, say hi.

The site is set in Newport Beach, CA. An average sized, sunny town with a nice community. Your character can be grouped as a local, high school student, college student, or they can work at the local mental asylum. Our community welcomes you. We hope you enjoy the site and decide to join us.

If you have any immediate questions, hop in the chat box. We're sure one of our members will be able to answer your questions.

general

SETTING

2013

SEPTEMBER

^ bans & encouragments v

none

males

►local

►college

►caulton

►newport high

►total

♀ 08

♀ 01

♀ 11

♂ 06

♂ 01

♂ 02

♂ 00

♂ 09

staff

lucia

admin
juniper, silas, kiver, kitty

channel

admin
emma, fiona, geoffy, henry, lucy, raira, talulah

marie

admin
anna, axel, clarabeth, jamie, jaxon, lars, pandora, xyla, zephyr

- - - hungry for love; kiver/lucia

new

« Prev
1
Next »

FIONA CHARLOTTE MARDER

CHANNEL'S
PUBLICIST//SOCIALITE

Posts: 46

- - - hungry for love; kiver/lucia Jun 14, 2013 22:55:37 GMT -6

Post by FIONA CHARLOTTE MARDER on Jun 14, 2013 22:55:37 GMT -6

meetings in Seattle haf ruled her life for the past week. Everything had been so hectic in her life lately, but as usual it was organized chaos. Everything went as it always had, but for some reason it was finally catching up to her now. Fiona worked too hard for her own good, but she felt that she had to. She had to prove herself, especially to the industry. She didn't want to be only known as her grandfather's legacy.

To reward her hard work, Fiona decided to treat herself to an extremely late lunch. She had hoped that The Masthead, a local cafe, was still open. She loved this place, how modern and simple the interior was. It really fit in to the up and coming coastal town.

Opening the slim glass door, she walked through and awaited to be seated patiently. Her purse rested on her left forearm while her other hung freely. She hadn't even changed into her regular clothing yet. She hadn't even been to her house yet. She drove from the airport, straight to the cafe.

[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

KIVER CORNELIUS LAMBERT

LUCIA'S
OWNER OF THE MASTHEAD

Posts: 7

- - - hungry for love; kiver/lucia Jun 14, 2013 23:15:10 GMT -6

Post by KIVER CORNELIUS LAMBERT on Jun 14, 2013 23:15:10 GMT -6

Kiver' sday was going well, as per usual. Business was booming at The Masthead and his employees were recently awarded with best service in town. Pride stirred within the young male as he walked the floor of his little coffee shop. He walked pass a few tables fixing cutlery and glasses as he moved along. Kiver's deep blue eyes became fixated on a young woman that had just entered his shop. He looked around for a moment and realized that none of his staff were available to greet and seat the girl. He fixed his grey suit and his purple tie before making his way to her with a bright, business-like smile.

"Welcome to The Masthead, just for one today?" He asked, knowing by the lack of entourage that it would just be her dining this evening. He couldn't help but notice how lovely she was. She was younger than he, of course. She was clad in tattoos and piercings with long flowing hair and bright eyes. Kiver's smile turned from business-like to friendly. He grabbed a menu and turned on his heels.

"Follow me, dear," he started and guided he to one of the only empty tables left in the cafe. He waited for her to take her seat before placing the menu on the table in front of her. Kiver wished to remain professional but could not help letting his hot gaze linger on her 'assets'.

Last Edit: Jun 14, 2013 23:15:38 GMT -6 by KIVER CORNELIUS LAMBERT

FIONA CHARLOTTE MARDER

CHANNEL'S
PUBLICIST//SOCIALITE

Posts: 46

- - - hungry for love; kiver/lucia Jun 14, 2013 23:39:04 GMT -6

Post by FIONA CHARLOTTE MARDER on Jun 14, 2013 23:39:04 GMT -6

Fiona smiled at the man before her. He seemed entirely too familiar. She had seen him here almost every time she came in. Wondering if he was the manager or something, she followed behind him as he lead her to a small table. His backside was nice to look at she noticed, stealing a few glances before she sat in her seat. A man in a suit made fiona a happy girl.

She let her purse slide off her arm, and she placed the quilted tan bag at her feet. His face was nice too, rugged yet sophisticated and very classy. He was the type of man she was used to chatting up, and for the time being she could. Her on again/off again boyfriend and her were on their down time. The couple went back and forth all too often. It was beginning to become tiring, but when fiona was all alone at night, jaxon would be the first she'd call. Just like it always was.

"Can i have a water with a slice of cucumber and a lemon wedge please?" Her Scottish accent flared noticeably when she said the word water. Fiona's accent was thick, yet understandable unlike a lot of her friends back home. Her being scottish aoded her in understanding what they would say, though to an outsider it was still nonsense.

KIVER CORNELIUS LAMBERT

LUCIA'S
OWNER OF THE MASTHEAD

Posts: 7

- - - hungry for love; kiver/lucia Jun 19, 2013 23:54:29 GMT -6

Post by KIVER CORNELIUS LAMBERT on Jun 19, 2013 23:54:29 GMT -6

As they walked a few steps in silence, Kiver waited for her to be seated and take a look at the menu. It was nice being the owner of a coffee shop. He always had the opportunity to meet new people and greet old friends. It was a chance for him to mingle and get to know his customer base as to better serve them in the future. Of course this was all the business side of Kiver. Kiver's intentions, especially when it came to the female population of this town were a different story. He always made sure that he at least sat the pretty women and was able to strike up a decent conversation.

The young girl sitting at his table at the moment made him smile. She looked young, spry and quite flexible. His mind wandered to the gutter a moment before her pouty lips opened to speak. A thick accent flooded through, Scottish if he had guessed correctly. The minute he had put his finger on such a detail, the young male continued to hold his smile. There was just something so irresistible about accents. A slice of cucumber and a lemon wedge. Now, that didn't seem to complex.

"I'll be right back with that and our specials today include our home made apple crumble pie and my phone number," he replied very slyly. He knew it was the lamest pick up line ever played on a woman, but that never stopped him from obtaining a goal like this woman. He walked away briskly and soon returned with ice water, her garnishments and a piece of paper with his phone number scribbled across it. He gave the young woman a wink and began to walk away.

Last Edit: Jun 19, 2013 23:56:18 GMT -6 by KIVER CORNELIUS LAMBERT

FIONA CHARLOTTE MARDER

CHANNEL'S
PUBLICIST//SOCIALITE

Posts: 46

- - - hungry for love; kiver/lucia Jun 20, 2013 18:11:55 GMT -6

Post by FIONA CHARLOTTE MARDER on Jun 20, 2013 18:11:55 GMT -6

Working with people was something that she loved, being a creature of social nature herself. She loved being able to talk with others, and also enjoyed the chance to be bitchy whenever the opportunity rose. Fiona tried so hard to become known for her own feats. Her grandfather had laid the pathway for her, and wanted her to follow in his footsteps, but being the independent young woman she is, she refused. She wanted to do things on her own, and wanted no help from anyone.

Green eyes started at his feet then moved up to his face, all at a very obvious pace. She didn't care if he knew that she had checked him out, Fiona was brash and bold. Being meek and cowardice wasn't the way to get yourself known globally. And ultimately? That was her goal. He had a nice face, harsh brows that complimented his soft blue eyes quite wonderfully, and the perfect amount of facial hair for his profile. The man in the suit didn't seem to be the type who would be able to pull off a full-grown beard.

"I'll be right back with that and our specials today include our home made apple crumble pie and my phone number," he replied very slyly. He knew it was the lamest pick up line ever played on a woman, but that never stopped him from obtaining a goal like this woman. He walked away briskly and soon returned with ice water, her garnishments and a piece of paper with his phone number scribbled across it. He gave the young woman a wink and began to walk away.

Upon his return, Fiona smiled at him, taking her water and having a quick sip. "Wait!"

[/i] She called after him calmly, though loud enough to be heard with clarity. "I don't even know your name."[/i] A very, very interested smile faded onto her face, the corners of her pouty pink lips pulling to the sides. Fiona's nimble fingers fiddled with the straw, her mouth slowly pulling it into her mouth as she took another, slow drink.
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/justify]