Credit to ‘xFrostedMoonlight’
Most of the time no one sees you cry. You can wipe the tears away and carry on like you're fine. But what if it wasn't as simple as hiding behind a smile? What if every tear of pain left a scar on your face? It'd be awful, I suppose, as then everyone would know. You're no longer able to hide behind your protective facade. Cracks begin to form as the walls you built crumble. You internally curse yourself for appearing so vulnerable… so helpless… so insecure… But now with the truth unveiled, perhaps you can finally receive the support and love that you so desperately need. Maybe now you can start moving on, as the deep scars of your past begin fading beneath tears of joy. When you allow others in, to see and share your pain, the weight if your problems doesn't feel as heavy. Don't be afraid to open up, to share your story and thoughts. That's when you become stronger, as you continue to lift each other up. There's always someone who cares, who wants to erase your scars.
When someone wants to join, I’ll post the template.
(yay! I'll post a template. And can I just say that I love your profile pic?)
Name:
Age: (20-22)
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Style:
Personality:
Power/s: (two only)
Likes/Dislikes:
Background: (absolutely positively needed no question. Must be as detailed as humanely possible)
Quote:
Theme Song:
Other:
Name: Olivia Hannah
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual, but is more into guys than girls
Appearance: Medium brown skin; The greenest eyes you’ll find; Wavy butt length black hair
Style: Hoodies, sneakers, jeans
Personality: Sad, caring, loves being with kids, loyal but is always left
Power/s: Ice and chaos (like Scarlet Witch). However, she rarely uses them.
Likes/Dislikes: Children, helping people/Her past
Background: She was born the youngest of three girls. Her parents were both police officers. They were killed in the line of duty when she was 10. At that point in time she was given into the care of her 19 year old sister Izira. When she was about 15, she fell deeply in love. She was with him for about 5 or so years. Both her sisters became police officers. At age 16, Izira was killed. At age 18, London was killed. When her boyfriend found out that she was pregnant, he left her. But Olivia had always wanted a daughter, so she decided to keep the baby. All she really wants is someone who will want to raise her baby girl with her and not leave her.
Quote: “You’d think that I’d been unrecognisable, all the times I’ve cried.”
Theme Song: Human by Christina Perri
Other: She’s highly allergic to peanuts and coconut. She’s about 6 months pregnant with a baby girl.
( I suck. I forgot I ever posted on this. )
Name: Tyler Parker
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Tan skin with brown eyes and soft curly brown hair
Style: Sweat pants, sweat shirts, tennis shoes ( basically doesn't care whatsoever. but when he wants get nice, he knows how to look nice.)
Personality: You'll see
Powers: None
Likes\Dislikes: Running, music, old movies\his brothers
Background: he was born into an average family, and he's the youngest out of 5 brothers. His dad was in the military, and his two oldest brothers were training to be marines. They'd always been a rough and tough family, and the only son that didn't fit the mold was Tyler. He was always close with his mother, and his brothers always hated him. One day after his dad died, his brothers killed his mom and Tyler has been running from them every since. Now, 4 years later, he's settled down the most he ever has since he left his home and he's trying to get settled into a church and make new friends and start a new life away from his blood relatives.
Quote: The Sun will rise, and we will try again.
Theme song: Arctic by Sleeping at Last ( no judgment please )
Other: Eh nothing
Also, I will not partake in anything sexual, and I am not a fan of strong language.
(they're won't be anything like that)
Olivia sat in a coffee shop, and was surprised when someone new came in.
(sorry she used to be called Mikayla)
( ahh okay )
Tyler walked into the old coffee shop, and raked shoved his phone deep into his pocket. He was done with the stress his work was giving him. He just needed coffee, and he needed it quickly. "Hello." he said, walking up to the register.
Olivia watched as the man bought some coffee, sipping her own.
( I read that wrong, your not at the register gosh darn it )
After a strained conversation with the barista, Tyler sat down in a hidden corner where only a few people could see him, and he dropped his head onto the table.
(lets pretend that he sat at olivia's table)
"Um, are you OK?" Olivia asked as the man sat down.
Tyler's head shot up and he looked terrified. "I had no idea you were sitting here and I am very sorry and embarrassed." He said, looking like a deer in the headlights.
"No, it's fine. Stay," Olivia said, trying to see his scars.
Tyler smiled weakly and lay his head back down onto the table. "Sorry again." he said, his voice muffled. Then he extended his hand, saying "I'm Tyler."
"Olivia," She replied, shaking Tyler's hand.
He lifted his head from off the table and took a sip of his coffee, still embarrassed. "So. I feel like I should get to know you know." he admitted. "What do you usually get when you come here?"
"I drink coffee even though I quite possibly shouldn't."
"And why shouldn't you?" he questioned, leaning back in his chair.
"Well, I don't know if you can tell, but I'm 6 months pregnant."
Tyler dropped his head back onto the table, embarrassed more then he'd ever been before. "Well. Look at me. I'm on a roll today aren't I." he mumbled. Then he lifted his head.
"It's alright though. He left me when he found out. Only person left gone. Just more scars to add, I guess."
Tyler felt a pang of sympathy for the woman who's space he'd totally just invaded. "O-oh." he stuttered. "I'm sorry about that, thats rough. Is there anything I can do?" he asked dumbly, not sure of what else to say. What does I guy do in these situations?
