''Of course it's happening inside your head, Harry. But why should that mean that it's not real?''

I'm sorry this is a bit late but I had problems with this set. Plus, my math test was this week. I just don't want you to think that I'll be inactive cause I won't, I'm so excited for TWA and I can't wait to start writing stories! :)
 
Tilly James, 19
Moscow, Russia
Job: Receptionist
Personality: creative, romantic, naive, educated, sarcastic, friendly
Bio: Tilly was told, when she was so little she couldn't even understand it, that money means power and power means happiness. And just like all little children love and trust their parents, she trusted hers when they told her that. Her family are owners of one of the biggest Russian corporations and it was on Tilly, their only child, to take over the business when it's time. They trained her well and made sure she was educated, at the same time buying her all the things she wanted and granting her every single wish. As a child, Tilly loved it all. The luxury, the money, the power. But then, she turned 17 and she discovered something that fulfilled her more than any of those things ever did. Writing. She wrote poems and short stories, getting a new idea with every new day. She was no longer interested in the Corporation or the luxury. She dreamed about New York, charming coffee shops and writing for the masses. This couldn't be accepted by her parents. Their little jewel, their only daughter to leave Russia, to become some stupid writer. No, that was unacceptable! But Tilly, for once, didn't care. She finally realized what she wants from her life and she was determined to make it come true. As soon as she turned 18 she took off for New York to follow her dreams. She couldn't care less that her parents don't approve it until she found out the ugly truth about life – it costs a lot. Her parents disowned her and kicked her out of their will so she had no other options but to get a job. The problem was, in New York, she wasn't famous, and nobody feared her wealthy parents so she couldn't get any writing jobs. Newspapers, magazines – they all turned her down without even reading her texts. But she really needed a job. So she decided to do anything, just for a while, to get some money and then she can become a writer. And Waldorf-Astoria seemed perfect. She liked it right away. Now, it has been a year and Tilly is still working in the hotel, but she still dreams about becoming a writer. She never told any of her colleagues about the stories she writes or about the family she no longer has. But her secrets can't stay hidden forever. What will happen when her family needs someone to take over the Corporation? Will they come looking for her? How will she make her dreams come true then?
Model: Sai Bennett
Collection: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=1244950
Taken by: invisiblerose
 

Hi, my name is Tilly and I'm the receptionist. I've been working at the hotel for a year now and I love it here. I'm not originally form New York but from... Well, that's not important. Let's just say it's far away. If you ever want to go grab some coffee or discuss literature, I'm your girl!
 
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Hello everyone. I'm Flo, soon to be 15 and I'm from a place you don't even know exists. I love to talk, so feel free to PM me. Collabs or anything are always welcome. Introduce yourselves, please:)

Audition for The Waldorf-Astoria. @istylista @chanel-and-pastels
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/group.show?id=133167
 
This set is kind of winter inspired, but the outfit is summerish. I like the contrast, that's all. This roleplay is amazing and I hope I'll get the part. On to the audition now, hope you'll like it...
 

 
Tilly James, 19
Moscow, Russia
Job: Receptionist
Personality: creative, romantic, naive, educated, sarcastic, friendly
Bio: Tilly was told, when she was so little she couldn't even understand it, that money means power and power means happiness. And just like all little children love and trust their parents, she trusted hers when they told her that. Her family are owners of one of the biggest Russian corporations and it was on Tilly, their only child, to take over the business when it's time. They trained her well and made sure she was educated, at the same time buying her all the things she wanted and granting her every single wish. As a child, Tilly loved it all. The luxury, the money, the power. But then, she turned 17 and she discovered something that fulfilled her more than any of those things ever did. Writing. She wrote poems and short stories, getting a new idea with every new day. She was no longer interested in the Corporation or the luxury. She dreamed about New York, charming coffee shops and writing for the masses. This couldn't be accepted by her parents. Their little jewel, their only daughter to leave Russia, to become some stupid writer. No, that was unacceptable! But Tilly, for once, didn't care. She finally realized what she wants from her life and she was determined to make it come true. As soon as she turned 18 she took off for New York to follow her dreams. She couldn't care less that her parents don't approve it until she found out the ugly truth about life – it costs a lot. Her parents disowned her and kicked her out of their will so she had no other options but to get a job. The problem was, in New York, she wasn't famous, and nobody feared her wealthy parents so she couldn't get any writing jobs. Newspapers, magazines – they all turned her down without even reading her texts. But she really needed a job. So she decided to do anything, just for a while, to get some money and then she can become a writer. And Waldorf-Astoria seemed perfect. She liked it right away. Now, it has been a year and Tilly is still working in the hotel, but she still dreams about becoming a writer. She never told any of her colleagues about the stories she writes or about the family she no longer has. But her secrets can't stay hidden forever. What will happen when her family needs someone to take over the Corporation? Will they come looking for her? How will she make her dreams come true then?
Model: Sai Bennett
Collection: (DON'T make a collection until we announce the parts)
Taken by: invisiblerose
 

As I walked down the 5th Avenue, I observed all the fancy, rich people and their faces. I used to be one of them. Looking through the windows of my huge room in my enormous house back in Russia, I felt like I was better than everyone. I was always treated that way after all.

But that is past, long gone past. My parents don't call me ''their little jewel'' anymore. As the matter a fact, my parents don't call me /at all/ anymore. I'm dead to them, I betrayed them. And we don't like betrayal in Russia.
 
I’m happy in New York, I am. Every single thing gives me inspiration for a new piece of writing. I already have so many stories, great stories, the only problem is that I can’t do anything with them. I came to America to follow my heart and become a writer but fate still wasn’t smiling to me. But it will, I’m sure.
 
‘’Hello, Tilly. How are you today?’’ – our charming doorman, Kevin, greeted me as I came to my destination, The Waldorf-Astoria – famous, luxurious and crazy expensive hotel with all-time smiling and polite staff, also known as my work place.
 
‘’Same old, same old. I’m ready for a new day of smiling and giving directions and keys to our wonderful costumers.’’ - I said in a bright voice which was always expected from us.
 
‘’Positive outcomes only!’’ – he shouted after me when I went to change and take my shift, releasing Felia from it.

Felia truly lit up when she saw me and almost ran off to meet with her boyfriend. I calmly sat behind my desk and took out The Notebook. The Notebook was, beside my family in Russia, one of my best kept secrets. I wasn’t ready to admit to these people that I’m hoping to be a writer. Not quite yet, at least.

I started writing: ‘’She looked up to the sky wondering why she is here. Why did she come? Like she even remembered… She had no idea what brought her to this place, what appealed her so much but she knew it was the right choice to come. Something good will happen, something good must happen. It’s her turn to be happy, isn’t it? For years she watched her friends becoming happy, her parents becoming happy, her exs becoming happy and now she felt like she’s the only unhappy one left. When will her turn come?’’
 
Writing for Aleksandra, one of my first characters ever, was so easy. I could make her life go in any direction I wanted it to which wasn’t possible in reality. Aleksandra was now a part of me, my biggest project and legacy.

That’s the problem about literature, sometimes it outshines the reality and that can’t happen to me. It’s time to fully live my life, isn’t it? When will I if not now? As I read it somewhere, life begins where your comfort zone ends. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do – step out of my comfort zone!
 
(I know that the end is a bit confusing but I just wanted to give you a hint about how Tilly will focuse on /her/ life from now on instead constanly making up new stories about others. She will still write all the time, of course. Oh, and I made up Kevin and Felia just for the needs of this story.)
 

 
Two reasons why I should be a part of this roleplay:
1. I love my character already and I have great plans for her. I know mostly everyone says that but Tilly is different from my other characters and I've wanted to play a Russian for a while now.
2. I enjoy writing and I'm not in any other roleplays so I'll be devoted and active in TWA.

I don't even know where I was heading with this set, I wanted to try something new so I just put stuff where I felt it goes all right. Blah..

This is finally my last BP draft, as well as my last set with this wonderful @istylista 's layout, haha. I published them all, yaay.

Ingrid Michaelson - Maybe
 
This belongs to one of those sets I made on a rainy day with @istylista 's layout, haha. And I was ment to be for BP. Anyways, I watched Sex and the City, the first movie yesterday on TV (even though I've watched it before) and I'm still fascinated by the size of Carrie's closet which Big made for her in their new apartement, ah.
 
I was tagged by @chanel-and-pastels and @istylista
 
1) Capes or trench coats? Capes.
2) Heels or boots? Heels, even though I don't really wear them, but they're just amazing.
3) Stripes or animal prints? Stripes all the way!
4) Handbags or clutches? Handbags.
5) Sleeveless tops or blouses? Blouses.
6) Cardigans or jackets? Cardigans, softer and in better colours.
7) Belts or scarves? Belts.
8) Dresses or top+skirts? Both, depending on the mood.
9) Trousers/pants or skirts? I love skirts but I wear trousers a lot more, so trousers.
10) Nerd glasses or sunglasses? Nerd glasses, have one, ooh.
11) Lip gloss or lipstick? Lip gloss.
12) Mascara or fake lashes? Mascara, definitely.
13) Eye liner or eye shadow? Depends. I usually use white eye-shadow and black eye-pencil.
14) Hair tied up or hair down? Before, I used to wear my hair up /all/ the time but now I wear it down most of the time.
15) Buns or plaits? Plaits.
16) Gold or silver? Silver, when it comes to jewlery.
17) Neon colors or pale colors? Pale, I love those romantic styles.
18) Black or white? Black. Though white is nice too.
19) Purple or red? Purple.
20) No fashion or die? It would be a sad, sad world with no colours and diversity of styles but I guess we'd still have love so I would like to live.
 

[] Kissed someone before dating
[] Gotten a phone taken away at school
[x] Gotten caught chewing gum
[] Gotten caught cheating on a test

Total so far: 1

[x] Arrived late for class more than 5 times
[] Didn't do homework over 5 times -
[] Turned at least 2 projects in late
[x] Missed school just because you felt like it
[x] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class

Total so far: 4

[] Got your mom, dad, sister, etc. to get you out of school
[x] Text people during class
[x] Passed notes
[x] Threw stuff across the room
[x] Laughed at the teacher

Total so far: 8

[x] Took pictures during school hours
[x] Called someone during school hours
[x] Listened to iPod, CD, etc during school hours

Total so far: 11

 
[] Threw something at the teacher
[] Went outside the classroom without permission
[] Failed a class
[] Ate food during class

Total so far: 11

[] Been called the worst student
[] Punished on a school trip because you behaved badly
[] Didnt take your stuff to school
[] Given a teacher the finger when they weren't looking

Total so far: 11

[] Faked your parents signature
[] Slept in class
[x] Cursed at a teacher behind their back
[x] Copied/Shared homework
[] Got in trouble with the principal
[] Thrown food in the lunch room

total- 13

Multiply total by 3 for title. Post as "I screwed up __ % of my teenage life."
 
39%, yaaay.
 
I tag:
@luxecouture
@oh-so-barbarella
@meghan-sienna
@pearlsandlipstick
@eclatpur
@veronique
and whoever wants to do this.
 
Have fun screwing up the rest of your teenage lives.
xx Flo

Christina Aguilera - Candyman
 
@istylista I'm just getting my BP drafts out, your layout once again, haha. I made 5 or so sets with this layout one day when it was raining:')

Nichelle Cambon//Cintia Dicker
 
Ingrid Michaelson - Keep Breathing, this is the only song I have ever cried to, I think it's very emotional. And I love it cause it's beautiful. Layout credit to @istylista
 

THURSDAY 3RD:Guess what! It's another session with Dr. Mecoma! Spill everything, since you haven't seen him in quite a while! But be careful. . . just because the attitudes of some girls have changed doesn't mean they're not afraid to fight. And to think, today's topic is: ANGER. Have fun!
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Soon. Who wants in? Any drama ideas?

Nichelle Cambon//Cintia Dicker
 
So, I want to say that I am so very very very very sorry that I haven't written a single story in 2 weeks. I know there is no point in saying how busy I am cause I'm sure you all are, too. So I'm just going to try my best to be more active from now on cause I love Nichelle so much and I don't want to leave BP. I hope you understand, and won't get too mad if I write 1-2 stories in two weeks.
 
And FYI, she's suppoused to be a pumpkin. FAIL.
 

MONDAY 31ST: Happy Halloween! Thorne has organized for you all to go trick-or-treating to the street vendors of downtown Honolulu. You're never too old to get free candy! Make sure to dress up in an appropriate costume.
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I walked into Addy's room looking for Sofia. I still haven't quite got used to new rooms. Or roomates. Felicity was always so weird when I was around, like she's hiding something. And she constantly reminded me not to go trough her stuff. Like I would ever do that. Privacy is privacy!
 
''Hi, Chelle.'' - Addy said when she noticed me.
 
''Guess what I'm suppoused to be!'' - I said with a big smile. I love Halloween. It's so magical. And it brings up creativity. Well, in some people. Some just buy those common costumes in shops. In my family we always made our costumes by ourselves.
 
Since I was in Thorne this year, I didn't really get a chance to buy material or a sewing machine so I had to improvize.
 
Addy looked at me, not interested at all: ''I don't know, a very orange person?''
 
''Oh, come on Addy. You can do better than that. Guess!''
 
''I don't know, Chelle... But it deffinetely matches your hair.'' - she smiled.
 
''I'm a pumpkin! See the green halm thingy on top of my head? It's green... and it's on top of my head?'' I wanted to say something more about pumpkins and what do they have to do with Halloween but then I noticed Addy isn't wearing a costume. ''And what are you dressing up in?''
 
'You're looking at my costume right now, I'm going as a socialite.''
 
''But that's just your usual clothes.''
 
''Exactly.'' - she winked. - ''I'm going as basicly any girl from Thorne just prettier and less fake. And with better clothes. Well, now when you think about it, I'm going as me.''
 
''But that is not the point! Where is your Halloween spirit?''
 
''I don't have one. It's that simple.''
 
I rolled my eyes on her. Halloween was one of the rare days when I actually enjoyed New York. How can someone not have Halloween spirit?
 
''Hello, pumpkin-girl.'' - Sofia walked into the room with a smile. - ''I see you're already in your costume.''
 
''While, thank you. See Addy, she guessed!''
 
Addy just nodded and walked away. Hm, guess her and Sof still have problems. It's a pitty, they used to be so close. But it's not on me to make them up. I've tried and failed and now it's all on them.
 
''So, ready for trick or treating?'' - I asked Sof.
 
''Absolutely!''
 
We had fun acting like children. It's awesome how a simple thing like costumes can bring so much laughter. It's sad though, that most of the Thorne girls didn't even bother to dress up. Every day we pretend to be someone we're not and on one day we should actually do that, we refuse to. World just doesn't make sense sometimes...
 

type ''brrrr'' if you read it all:) Sorry for the short and suckish story. I included @istylista @luxecouture and mentioned @meghan-sienna

layout credit to @istylista
Coldplay - Fix you
I love this song, it's so beautiful. It's constantly on repeat on my iPod.
 
Ϟ Sage Krovch Nalepa
Age: Sixteen
Grade: Level 14
Originalities: affinity for Air with an addition of Precognition
Bio: Sage is a hemophage, born and raised in Warsaw, Poland. Sage's family is pretty normal; she’s an only child to two normal parents, living on a mountain. No scarring back stories, there aren't any Reshvan around. But there is one thing about Sage that her parents are far from proud of. Sage has an affinity for air and unfortunately, she is an air head. The simplest of things confuse Sage and she has the mind of a child, but she doesn't mind, in fact, she loves it. Her simplistic mind allows her imagination to run wild, it provides a blank canvas that Sage can paint every color of blue. Everybody loves her dipsy ways and she doesn't notice those who don't, she's to busy living life for fun.
Model: Jac Jagaciak
Taken By: invisible rose [hopefully]
 
Homeroom, 7:55 – 8:00: Gymnasium
First Period, 8:10 – 8:55: American Literature
Second Period, 9:00 – 9:45: Physical Training
Third Period, 9:50 – 10:35: Algebra II
Fourth Period, 10:40 – 11:25: French III
Fifth Period, 11:30 – 12:45: Lunch
Sixth Period 12:50 – 1:35: Art Major (Mon-Wed)/Culinary Arts (Thurs-Fri)
Seventh Period, 1:40 – 2:25: American History II
Eighth Period, 2:30 – 3:20: Combative Training
Ninth Period, 3:25 – 4:15: Anatomy & Physiology
Homeroom, 4:20 – 4:25: Gymnasium
 

[questions]
1) What are your hobbies?
I love painting and ice skating. I find both a way to express your inner artist, let your spirit free. I also enjoy cooking, especially cakes and cookies.

2) What are your quirks and bad habits?
I guess you could say I'm a clums. Someone would even say that I'm dumb but I don't care. I enjoy the beauty of life and lightness of air as much as I can. I have fun.
 
3) How do you feel about going out into the real world and becoming a Guardian?
To be honest, I find it a bit confusing. I never heard about Reshvan before I came to the Academy and I don't quite understand why are they so dangerous or whatever. But sure, it'll be fun to get to use the power of Air more often once I get out of here.
 
[out of character]
4) Why would you like this part?
I like how she's free-spirited and unladen. Plus, I've always been interested in Air powers. I think the idea of this whole roleplay is amazing, too.
 
5) Do you agree to the rules and promise to be active to the best of your abilities?
I absolutely agree to the rules and I promise to be active as much as I can. The modes said they understand that it's a school year and that we can make sets one every two weeks but I will write a story at least once a week.
 
Top three:
1. Sage Krovch Nalepa
2. Tilly Georgina Evans
3. Lottie Winifred Austerlitz
 

I played with the wind, making it blow off leaves and flowers, creating a beautiful collage of nature in the forest. I love how simple and yet how strong wind is. It can be your best friend and your worst enemy. I also love the forest because of it's beauty. Plus, wind can really do magic there. And it's a good place to go to when you get tired of Academy.
 
I've been in the Academy since I was 6 which is 3 years less than most of people here. It took the Order longer to find me since I used to live with my ordinary, human parents. I still don't understand how I happened to have these powers or why I have them. I find it all very confusing and amazing at the same time.
 
The Academy opened my eyes to so many things I would never dare to even dream if I didn't know they were true. There was a part of me that always believed we all have some hidden powers in ourseleves but to find out it was the real truth and how mighty those powers are, it was quite a shock for me.
 
But now I've embraced my powers as a part of myself and I could not imagine my life without them. That's why I will practice the power of Air, making it as good as it can be no matter what people say about my intelligence. Maybe I'm not a fighter but I'm definetely a dreamer.
 

I hope you like it:)

Nichelle Cambon//Cintia Dicker
Elemental - Life's try -->This song is originally on my language so the translation is kinda rough but the lyrics are beautiful and sad.
 

TUESDAY 18TH: The Final Round of Thorne's Jeopardy! is here. You're probably wondering what all of this had to do with your transformation at Thorne. Well today, you find out. In Round Three, the final round, you will each have a one-on-one session with Dr. Mecoma to discuss what you have learned thus far.
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Soon. Who wants in?