ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Dernière édition par Flora Constantine le Ven 25 Aoû - 14:54, édité 1 fois
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
August Constantine
le masque de fer
ÂGE : 31 ans, né le 02 février 1993 SURNOM : On se demande encore pourquoi August ne s'entend plus avec ceux qui l'ont surnommé June et July STATUT : Célibataire car lâché par la future mariée alors qu'il l'attendait devant l'autel. MÉTIER : Journaliste, il a délaissé sa place dans un petit journal local pour travailler avec son ami Blake Aldridge au Daily Insider. LOGEMENT : #18 James Street à Fortitude Valley, en colocation avec Kieran et César. POSTS : 714 POINTS : 420
TW IN RP : Décès de proche - consommation d'alcool GENRE : Je suis un homme ORIENTATION : J'aime tout le monde. PETIT PLUS : Né à Sydney, la tragédie ayant touché leur famille l'a amené lui, sa soeur jumelle et ses frères à Brisbane alors qu'il avait à peine 6 ans - Il a joué dans l'équipe de cricket au collège et au lycée - il rend régulièrement visite à son père, hospitalisé depuis des années - il a failli se marier mais elle l'a planté devant l'autel - il est passionné par la littérature et le cinéma - l'écriture est son jardin secretCODE COULEUR : Il fait genre qu'il va bien en cornflowerblue RPs EN COURS :
weathertine x Just a lost boy in a small town, i'm the same kid but I'm grown now, try to make it out but I don't know how, wish that I was young, what have I become? now it's late night and I'm at home so I make friend with my shadow and I play him all my sad, sad songs.
reine x All you can give, all you can beg, all that you longed for, nothing compares when nothin' is sacred, no one is safe. so you wanna play God? come on. is that all you got? come on. would you sell your soul? burn it all, everything that you love, finally become second to none in a kingdom of one.
Aldrine x Stolen dreams took our childish days, still, ain't nothing changed now we're grown, we're still young, still got our mindless ways, in a timeless phase, kicking stones.
saddust x'cause a princess doesn't cry, a princess doesn't cry over monsters in the night, don't waste (y)our precious time on boys with pretty eyes. A princess doesn't cry burning like a fire, you feel it all inside but wipe your teary eyes.
my heart is weak, tear it down piece by piece, leave me to think deep in my structure, i think i still love her but I need some sleep, you've taken my breath away. now i want to breathe 'cause i cannot see, what you can see so easily. Demons, Jacob Lee + @aeairiel.
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
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the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Dernière édition par Flora Constantine le Dim 29 Oct - 20:54, édité 1 fois
Ambrose Constantine
le faiseur de rois
ÂGE : 25 ans, les rêves d'un gamin de dix ans, la tête d'un trentenaire bien tassé. (08/01/1999) SURNOM : Rose, par ses amis. Constantine, par le reste du monde. STATUT : Ruben lui brise le coeur bien plus qu'autre chose et il tente de croire que "tout ça" le rend malgré tout heureux. MÉTIER : Collaborateur de Camil. Il espère un jour être au sommet de la chaine alimentaire politique. Depuis peu, il observe avec attention les élections municipales à venir. LOGEMENT : Fortitude Valley. Il a échangé le canapé de Cassie contre celui de son frère Malone. POSTS : 24156 POINTS : 3640
TW IN RP : deuil, maladie d'un proche, fin de vie assistée ORIENTATION : Ça ne m'intéresse pas. PETIT PLUS : La politique est sa seule religion (labor party) › Ambitieux, talentueux, utopiste et tête à claques › Mère morte en couche, père décédé avant sa naissance, oncle (et père d'adoption) mort en décembre 2023 ; et vous ça va ? › A arrêté la musique pour se consacrer à la politique mais continue de composer, il rêve d'écrire pour un artiste reconnu › A connu presque un an de fausses fiançailles avec Cassie, un arrangement politique qui n'a mené nulle part et reste un secret › Très forte morale jusqu'à ce que ça n'aille plus en sa faveur, et là il est toujours temps de négocierCODE COULEUR : slategray RPs EN COURS : (07) › cassie #6 › flora #4 › james #4 › millie #5 › camil #6 › ruben #18 › mavis #6
weathertine: flora #4 & august #5 & malone #7 & james #4 › a prophecy told we're building our empire from the ashes of an old. it's the sound of another deadline whistling past your ears. it's the sight of a million regrets mounting over years. it's the words that were never spoken that echoes through the times. it's the smell of the burning temples swept away by rhymes.
amen #17 › it was just two lovers sittin' in the car, drivin' nowhere fast, burnin' through the summer. missed calls like, "where you at tonight?", got no alibi. minutes feel like hours. shine, it's your golden hour.
marose #5 › we can pick sides, but this is us. don't believe the narcissism when everyone projects and expects you to listen to 'em. make no mistake, I live in a prison that I built myself, it is my religion qnd they say that I am the sick boy. easy to say when you don't take the risk. welcome to the narcissism. we're united under our indifference.
cassos.e #6 › straight from the cover shoot, there's still a trace of body paint on your legs and on your arms and on your face. and i'm keeping on my costume, and calling it a writing tool, and if you're thinking of me, i'm probably thinking of you.
camil #5 › i've been looking for ways to live, i've been knocked back, i've left myself to give it up and try to keep this alive. time ticks on, people die. some of us get stuck in here left behind as we find grey hairs. it leaves us to wonder where in hell life goes. i can't help myself from wondering still: are we chasing the same dreams i had when i was 19?
(#) Sujet: Re: ≈ flora constantine Jeu 16 Mar - 22:41
ambrose_constantine
i said and we do
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Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
AVATAR : emma watson CRÉDITS : cristalline (avatar) astra (signature) loonywaltz (userbars) DC : channing walker (ft. matthew daddario) PSEUDO : eternalia, astre (amandine) INSCRIT LE : 15/08/2022
(#) Sujet: Re: ≈ flora constantine Mar 16 Mai - 21:48
floraconstantine • following
59 Likes floraconstantine
May 16, 2023
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
AVATAR : emma watson CRÉDITS : cristalline (avatar) astra (signature) loonywaltz (userbars) DC : channing walker (ft. matthew daddario) PSEUDO : eternalia, astre (amandine) INSCRIT LE : 15/08/2022
(#) Sujet: Re: ≈ flora constantine Dim 29 Oct - 21:17
floraconstantine • following
61 Likes floraconstantine told him the pattern was hideous. he wasnt impressed (spooky spooky he said) @august constantine
October 29, 2023
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
August Constantine
le masque de fer
ÂGE : 31 ans, né le 02 février 1993 SURNOM : On se demande encore pourquoi August ne s'entend plus avec ceux qui l'ont surnommé June et July STATUT : Célibataire car lâché par la future mariée alors qu'il l'attendait devant l'autel. MÉTIER : Journaliste, il a délaissé sa place dans un petit journal local pour travailler avec son ami Blake Aldridge au Daily Insider. LOGEMENT : #18 James Street à Fortitude Valley, en colocation avec Kieran et César. POSTS : 714 POINTS : 420
TW IN RP : Décès de proche - consommation d'alcool GENRE : Je suis un homme ORIENTATION : J'aime tout le monde. PETIT PLUS : Né à Sydney, la tragédie ayant touché leur famille l'a amené lui, sa soeur jumelle et ses frères à Brisbane alors qu'il avait à peine 6 ans - Il a joué dans l'équipe de cricket au collège et au lycée - il rend régulièrement visite à son père, hospitalisé depuis des années - il a failli se marier mais elle l'a planté devant l'autel - il est passionné par la littérature et le cinéma - l'écriture est son jardin secretCODE COULEUR : Il fait genre qu'il va bien en cornflowerblue RPs EN COURS :
weathertine x Just a lost boy in a small town, i'm the same kid but I'm grown now, try to make it out but I don't know how, wish that I was young, what have I become? now it's late night and I'm at home so I make friend with my shadow and I play him all my sad, sad songs.
reine x All you can give, all you can beg, all that you longed for, nothing compares when nothin' is sacred, no one is safe. so you wanna play God? come on. is that all you got? come on. would you sell your soul? burn it all, everything that you love, finally become second to none in a kingdom of one.
Aldrine x Stolen dreams took our childish days, still, ain't nothing changed now we're grown, we're still young, still got our mindless ways, in a timeless phase, kicking stones.
saddust x'cause a princess doesn't cry, a princess doesn't cry over monsters in the night, don't waste (y)our precious time on boys with pretty eyes. A princess doesn't cry burning like a fire, you feel it all inside but wipe your teary eyes.
my heart is weak, tear it down piece by piece, leave me to think deep in my structure, i think i still love her but I need some sleep, you've taken my breath away. now i want to breathe 'cause i cannot see, what you can see so easily. Demons, Jacob Lee + @aeairiel.
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
AVATAR : emma watson CRÉDITS : cristalline (avatar) astra (signature) loonywaltz (userbars) DC : channing walker (ft. matthew daddario) PSEUDO : eternalia, astre (amandine) INSCRIT LE : 15/08/2022
(#) Sujet: Re: ≈ flora constantine Mer 29 Nov - 11:48
floraconstantine • following
48 Likes floraconstantine ready for the storm
November 29, 2023
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
Flora Constantine
la petite souris
ÂGE : trente-et-un ans (02.02.1993) SURNOM : flo sonne comme une évidence, elle entend également constantine de temps à autre STATUT : une aiguille et du fil cousent entre eux les morceaux de son coeur fragilisé dont elle ignore comment stopper les saignements MÉTIER : ses rêves abandonnés, elle est à présent barista au dbd en journée et barmaid à l'electric playground le soir LOGEMENT : au #03 james street à fortitude valley. elle partage cet appartement avec Millie, des cochonneries entassées dans les placards et de précieux rouleaux de tissus dans un coin du salon POSTS : 520 POINTS : 80
TW IN RP : ptsd, achluophobie, maladie, deuil. mentions : overdose, addiction, drogue, relation abusive GENRE : Je suis une femme ORIENTATION : J'aime les beaux garçons. PETIT PLUS : née à Sydney, elle vit à Brisbane depuis ses six ans › terrible cuisinière, elle mange toutes les cochonneries qui lui tombent sous la main › rêve de devenir styliste › elle a développé une peur phobique de l'obscurité suite à un accident de voiture › artiste, elle passe des heures à dessiner tous les jours › elle adore les animaux, peu importe qu'ils soient mignons ou non › maladroite, deux pieds gauches et un sourire innocent pour s'excuser d'avoir renversé votre café › elle rêve de voyages et d'évasion › très douce, grande enfantCODE COULEUR : #7380B5 RPs EN COURS :
ELIORA › you still know of dawn, but you always return. when you hid under my black wings, they couldn't have protected you from anything. once in flight they would have let go. you would have once again wound up below. only broken, indeed, its wrong to keep you near me. one could call me cruel and deceiving, but in your sacred air i am full of light.
WEATHERTINE › under the surface, you don't know what you'll find until it's your time. no second chances but all we can do is try. i made up my mind. i can't see you but i hear your call. baby, hold on now, we're going home. if we make it or we don't, we won't be alone. if you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go. when I see your light shine, i know i'm home.
STRINE › i'm only one call away, i'll be there to save the day. superman got nothing on me, i'm only one call away. call me, baby, if you need a friend. i just wanna give you love. reaching out to you, so take a chance. no matter where you go, know you're not alone. i'm only one call away. darling, if you feel like hope is gone, just run into my arms.
POWERPUFF › uc.
FLAKE › breathing flames from tourist trade. your eyes go quite frightening, you lock your gaze onto my face. heavy eyed crawling on the roadside, swinging from the street lights. i hope by the morning i will have grown back. i'll escape with him, show him all my skin, then i'll go. i'll go home.
FLOYA › uc.
FLINE › so no one told you life was gonna be this way, your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's doa. it's like you're always stuck in second gear, when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month or even your year. but i'll be there for you, 'cause you're there for me too.
AVATAR : emma watson CRÉDITS : cristalline (avatar) astra (signature) loonywaltz (userbars) DC : channing walker (ft. matthew daddario) PSEUDO : eternalia, astre (amandine) INSCRIT LE : 15/08/2022
(#) Sujet: Re: ≈ flora constantine Mar 12 Mar - 19:51
floraconstantine • following
33 Likes floraconstantine i'll miss you forever
February 14, 2024
the innocence of my lips ☽ smear the innocence of my lips, feel you bruising me its boundless, you kill me and show me a world i feel whole in, never felt closer to demise, floating over all the stop signs and still i write pages of promise and cadence its quite alright baby
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