New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself. Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky in the Big Apple
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The Concrete Jungle

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New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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Dave and Kurt are now reopened.
I have sent in two messages to each person and I've yet to hear back from them. Their roles are now reopened.
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The Concrete Jungle

HOMEPAGE | ASKBOX | RULES | CHARACTERS | AUDITION FORM
New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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Dave Karofsky - Accepted!
Admin Note: Wonderful audition, Alex! Please make the account and send the link in ASAP. :)
IC Info:
Character: Dave Karofsky
Biography (please incorporate the bullet points provided, 2+ paragraphs preferred):
Dave had barely been in New York a year, the strain of his home life and overly religious mother made moving thousands of miles away an easy choice, and after applying to over a hundred colleges, he finally found himself in the big apple. Between studying advanced math, biology and sport it was safe to say Dave had hell of a lot on his plate, and between the long hours of college he often found himself working his ass off in the coffee shop down the road from his apartment.
Dave's also got some personal dilemmas, ones his mother and football buddies wouldn't be so keen on knowing about, because Dave's gay and after a couple of bad experiences in high school, and whilst he's trying his best to come to terms with who he is, everything he has could depend on people finding out his secret. But he's beginning to wonder if the nice, cute young guy who comes in for a latte every morning can change his mind? Or will his fears get the better of not only his friendships but relationships as well. Para Sample (2 paragraphs, past tense, third person, preferably for this roleplay):
Dave swung his bag pack over his shoulder slowly trailing out of the classroom with all the other mindless sheep, some of which he should probably call peers maybe even friends, but who really cared? He sure didn't. Sighing he made a beeline for the door hoping that he wouldn't be late again for work, the hours he was working were stupid but he needed the money. Everyone he knew needed the money, living and studying in New York was expensive and it wasn't like he'd be able to afford the dorm costs either.
Instead he'd opted for a crappy little apartment a couple of blocks from college, luckily enough the nice and cheap little coffee shop he'd visited on his first day had an opening and after flirting a little with the female manager he'd managed to waggle his way into a job without any prior experience. He cringed slightly as he remembered the stupid giggle of hers every time he told a crappy joke, and praying that she'd stop not-so suitably brushing against his ass every time she passed by him. Sighing once again, he yanked up his backpack and thought about just telling her straight, scoffing quietly at the irony of his thoughts as he weaved his way through the endless lines of people that scattered the streets of New York.
Did you read the rules? Yup Anything else? Hope it's okay, this is only like my third time RPing :)
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Kurt Hummel - Accepted!
Admin Note: Welcome to the roleplay, John! Just as long as you know that Kurtofsky is endgame, then everything is fine. Please make the account and send the link in ASAP.
Name: John.
Age: Seventeen.
Timezone: GMT.
Ships: Klaine, Kum, Kurtbastian, Kurtofsky (Never tried it, but there's a first time for everything)
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Character: Kurt Elizabeth Hummel.
Biography (please incorporate the bullet points provided, 2+ paragraphs preferred): Kurt Hummel has lived in New York his entire life and most of that he has been raised by his father, Burt Hummel. In all honesty, Kurt was somewhat spoiled as he grew up; not in the sense that his family were wealthy to any extent - in fact they fit quite happily into the average, if not slightly above average earnings - but because his parents both doted on him like he was their pride and joy. To an extent, he was just that, although he took after his mother a lot more than his father. When Kurt was seven, his mother was diagnosed with a degenerative heart condition and although she put on a brave face and tried to keep everything as perfectly normal as could be, Kurt was aware that something was different. She stopped spending as much time dancing around the house while cleaning - a job that he himself took up to keep some normality in his life - and she ate a lot less. Of course, Kurt always thought she was beautiful as long as she lived and even after that, but she was growing thinner and more gaunt every day and her once vivacious and elegant movements looked sharp and painful. After ten months and no successful surgeries and no available heart for a transplant, Eliza Hummel passed away leaving Burt to look after Kurt.
In all honesty, after the shock and the grieving died down, life went back to a slight normality. Kurt took on a lot more responsibilities as he grew up, opting to learn how to cook after dealing with his father’s incredibly tragic attempts for too long, helping out at the garage whenever he could - although he mostly spent time sorting through the paperwork and introducing organisation to the office section during the long weekends when he had very little else to do. Truthfully, everything was perfectly fine and simple as he grew up. They were happy, they were living comfortably and they had each other to look after. Until High School rolled around, Kurt had absolutely no problems with his somewhat scheduled and well organised life. Of course, once he hit high school, all numbers of problems cropped up. Sure, he was aware that he was different and that he knew fine well he was gay, but whether he was ready for everyone else to know was somewhat questionable. People made jibes, made him considering just coming out right then and there, but he simply wanted to make sure that he could protect his dad and be who Burt wanted him to be.
Alas, Kurt couldn’t really keep that much of a secret; but with one burden removed there was another created in the form of bullying. Although Kurt would happily say that this simply made him stronger, more proud and ever more determined to reach his dream in becoming a fashion designer just to prove to everyone that he could, there was also the fact that all of this bullying had left him shaken in many ways. He was jumpy, shied away from too much physical contact and always on high alert. He was more drawn in and feeling more and more misunderstood and lonely every second. Of course, after meeting Blaine, Kurt began to stand up for himself and make sure that it never had any effect on him again; he was proud and he wasn’t going to change just because people disliked him. He would happily admit that his best and worst times were at high-school, because they were difficult, they were a struggle, but they made him who he is to this day and for that he’d always be thankful.
With the compassion Kurt and Blaine shared for one another came a relationship, one which had been going steady for two years now. With the added support from his beloved, Kurt was as ambitious as ever in reaching his dream and to get out of his cruddy college in which he was studying business. Sure, it was alright at first and he thought that maybe he'd have to settle for this, but no, Kurt was a fighter and wasn't going to settle for anything less.
Para Sample (2 paragraphs, past tense, third person, preferably for this roleplay): Kurt had admittedly been a little dubious over investing in the coffee shop. It wasn’t as if it was something he thought wouldn’t take off, because really this was New York City - it was full of coffee lovers and really who would preferred a coffee chain rather than a homely feeling and comfortable relaxing atmosphere of a small attentive and friendly shop? Well clearly, they had missed the mark of what people wanted. But his main worry was Blaine. His worry was always Blaine - how long he spent there, how much faith he’d put into the place only to be broken down one by one by insistent demands of payments which couldn’t be afforded, the way he’d watched Blaine’s coffee consumption increase more and more over the amount of time he spent there. With a soft sigh, Kurt relented with a careful and measured nod. “If you say so.” He gave a weak smile, deciding to drop the conversation. If Blaine was being stubborn enough to pretend that he was fine then there was no point with Kurt attempting to help directly, but at least he could do so indirectly by distracting him from drinking any more once he got home and getting him to ease his mind off everything. It was simply in his nature, Kurt had always wanted to care for people no matter who they were. He’d looked after his dad strictly, making sure nothing else happened to him under his care, he used to look after his mother whenever she was feeling less than herself when he was a child and ever since he’d lived with Blaine and Rachel, he’d gladly looked after both of them whenever they were feeling a bit worse for wear. Of course he had his own days when he just wanted to be looked after, but so did everyone at some point in their life.
Honestly, Kurt was grateful that he was still with Blaine. Sure being with the first and only person he’d ever had a relationship with was rare, he didn’t know any different and he didn’t want to know anything else. He was absolutely positive that he would never love anyone as much as he loved Blaine. It would be absolutely impossible to let himself love anyone that much. He’d never sat there and wished he had experienced more because, truthfully, Kurt was content. He was complacent and happy. Sure they weren’t where they wanted to be, they hadn’t reached their goals, but they had each other and they understood each other. Kurt would stand by Blaine through anything; in fact he already had, even if he had been hesitant on the idea of the coffee shop, Kurt supported Blaine as much as possible. He would always support him no matter what. If it made him happy then Kurt couldn’t be any happier. Kurt would literally do anything to keep his boyfriend smiling, even if it meant sacrifices. That wasn’t to say Kurt would go and do something stupid, they didn’t have the money to just waste on buying crazy things or go away for weekends. Kurt’s car hadn’t been used in weeks because affording fuel was something he just couldn’t justify with the traffic in the city and the excellent public transport systems. “I actually drool?” He half squeaked in surprise, pulling back to look at Blaine a little clearer with both eyebrows raising dramatically. “And that just adds more to the list of why the hell are you still with me?”
Kurt chuckled gently at Blaine’s words, shrugging slightly as he let his fingers circle the base of Blaine’s neck with hif fingers tucked under the collar of his shirt. “Probably in bed right now taking about philosophical things like the universe and fate while I draw pictures on your chest with my fingers… Or something less specific than that, but that was what came to mind.” It had taken a while to become comfortable with himself around Blaine and honestly it made him look back to their first time with a touch of fondness. He’d been honestly terrified that he wasn’t what Blaine wanted, so self conscious and nervous about the whole ordeal. But it was just a thing he had to grow comfortable with. He’d always been somewhat self conscious, that was why he enjoyed hiding behind clothes, even if he wasn’t going anywhere, putting on an Alexander McQueen shirt and some well fitted jeans, well it just made him feel better. It was just like girls who couldn’t go without wearing make up, Kurt felt comfortable when he was dressed, so to strip all that back for one person and share every vulnerability was a huge deal for him; yet it was easy with Blaine because he’d never felt more comfortable with one person in his entire life. “Oh, I have a lot of plans involving us being incredibly lazy for this weekend. We could both use a break.” Truthfully, Kurt never felt better than those moments when he was pressed as close as possible and just felt so incredibly loved it was almost overwhelming; it was warm, safe, comfortable and it always made him just that little bit serene and sleepy, never wanting to move.
“Never ever, ever,” he breathed, taking in the less concentrated scent of spices in the corridor with a soft hum. He’d have to clean up the kitchen tomorrow or later on at least and then box up all of the different selections with ribbons and handwritten cards, but at least it was a cheaper alternative. “You’d be fine without me,” Kurt counteracted softly with a fond smile as he took a moment just to appreciate everything about this moment. Of course he never wanted to be without Blaine, he didn’t ever want to think about that, but part of him just wanted to reassure himself that they both didn’t depend on each other as much as they did. Maybe it stemmed from watching his dad be completely torn apart after his mother’s death and being terrified in the back of his mind that this was going to happen to one of them. He wanted Blaine to be able to survive without him, but he was honestly positive that he wouldn’t be able to do anything without Blaine. He’d be stuck like Hilary Swank in P.S I Love You, not showering, leaving the apartment a state and constantly wanting to hear Blaine’s voice. He really had to stop thinking about that. Kurt hummed sharply, flashing a look to Blaine before walking through to their room to pick up the box of essential oils he used far too often. He selected a blend of calming scents, mostly lavender before settling back kneeling on the floor to lean up and kiss Blaine gently. “Just trust me, you have to stop fighting and pretending you’re not feeling the effects of working flat out for hours on end for this past week.” He placed a soft kiss to his boyfriend’s shoulder as he pushed the shirt back, sighing softly. “Please, just let me? I want to do this and I promise you’ll feel a hundred times better afterwards. And if it’s any more persuasive, I’ll do anything you want for the rest of the evening, promise, promise, promise.” He accentuated each promise with a soft, chaste kiss. Before he pulled back to mix the oils on the coffee table, he rubbed his nose against Blaine’s with a quiet, breathy laugh. “Just relax, I’ve got you.”
Did you read the rules? BIG APPLE! ;3
Anything else? No. <3
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Noah Puckerman - Accepted!
Admin Note: Sorry it took so long to accept you, but welcome to the group! Just make sure that you make the account and send the link in ASAP. :)
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Character: Noah Puckerman Biography (please incorporate the bullet points provided, 2+ paragraphs preferred): Noah Puck Puckerman was born in the heart of San Jose California. He was born to a single mother. His dad was never around and when he was he would beat him and his mom while she was pregnant with his little sister Sarah. Though out high school Puck had been given the name of the bad boy. It stuck with him until the day he graduated. Everyone thinks that he isn’t very smart and acts dumb but, don’t fall for that act he is very smart and knows what he is doing half the time.
Moving from San Jose to New York it was a shocking move for him because he lived right by the beach and now he is thrown into the middle of no where in a big city. Signed up for tryouts to become a New York Giant. That has always been Puck’s dream every since he was a little boy.
Puck started dating Santana Lopez since he first saw her the second he moved to New York. They have been going strong for four months. He also has worked at the Gym for over a year hoping that one of the Giants will come in and takes to drinking when things don’t go his way.
Para Sample (2 paragraphs, past tense, third person, preferably for this roleplay): Noah’s day felt like it was taking forever. Music class was almost unbearable and every class he had seemed like it was frozen in place. All day he’d been sending Rachel small smile’s, looking away when she caught him, only able to think about their date. He was sure everyone knew by the way they were acting, but honestly, he didn’t care anymore. His heart felt so full all day, his stomach did weird flops, nothing could bring him down. Except for when reality hit and he stood outside his apartment door. Now he wasn’t as excited, if anything he was nervous. What if something happened? What if she changed her mind? What if she was only using him to hide who she really was?
That last question stopped his pacing, stopped is breathing and stopped his heart. It was ridiculous right? It was stupid, Rachel wouldn’t do that, she wasn’t like Santana. She was his light, she was better than Santana. Not that Santana wasn’t good, Noah knew she was, she just didn’t express it well. But he shouldn’t be thinking about that now. He shouldn’t be thinking about his ex and what she’d done when he was about to take Rachel out on a date. A date he was starting to panic about.
Wherever they went would have to be vegetarian friendly, it’d have to be nice and not reek of any bad odor. There were a few places in mind but what if Rachel didn’t like them? Noah twirled the flower he’d picked earlier between his fingers, sighing a long nervous sigh before beginning his pacing again. All he could focus on was the negative, of the worst outcomes. Why couldn’t he think of the good? If he could just focus on the good then this wouldn’t be so nerve-racking. So he focused on Rachel because Rachel was good. Rachel was beautiful, and smart, and incredible. Noah focused on Rachel and it was like nothing else mattered. Nothing bad could happen with Rachel around.
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The Concrete Jungle

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New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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The Concrete Jungle

HOMEPAGE | ASKBOX | RULES | CHARACTERS | AUDITION FORM
New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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The Concrete Jungle
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New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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The Concrete Jungle

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New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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The Concrete Jungle

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New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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I hate doing this.
But seeing as my allergies are really bothering me right now and I can hardly see the screen as I type this, I won't be able to accept the roles of Puck, Kurt and Dave until tomorrow. I'm sorry. I know I said I'd get to it last night but I promise that I will get to them tomorrow.
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The Concrete Jungle

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New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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The Concrete Jungle

HOMEPAGE | ASKBOX | RULES | CHARACTERS | AUDITION FORM
New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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The Concrete Jungle

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New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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The Concrete Jungle

HOMEPAGE | ASKBOX | RULES | CHARACTERS | AUDITION FORM
New York City, the city where people from all over come to either see their dreams become a reality or to realize just how unrealistic their dreams were to begin with. Many have tried to capture the feel of how unique New York City is, whether it be through songs, art, theatre, but no one can know for sure until they’ve been in the middle of the city themselves. Some have hopes of one day ending up on Broadway, others just want to make ends meet until their time to shine has come and some just want the world to get better.
This is about the story of ten different folks, all brought to New York for one reason or another, and how the city that never sleeps changes them. Is it for the better, or for the worst? You get to control their fate and decide for yourself.
Endgame Ships: Puckleberry, Fabrevans, Brittana, Seblaine, Kurtofsky
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