forum The So-Called Rebels (Open Roleplay)

Started February 14, 2020 by Metric

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Hello citizens of Notebook, and Happy Valentine’s Day. Whether you’re like me and haven’t a significant other at this point and time, or if you do and have been celebrating, I wish you the best. Please keep in mind that Valentine’s day is not only a symbol of love between partners, but also between family and friends. You are cared for and loved, if not by family, friends or a partner, then the people you associate with on Notebook, I’m sure. Including myself.

In spirit of today, I wish to partake in a roleplay of my creation. The basis of this idea is that the character of each participant, of which there will be myself and one other, are in a newly established relationship and want to celebrate in their own way. Their “own way” being the rejection of classic activities and gestures, and instead going about them contrarily. Or, in other words, they celebrate by doing the opposite of those classic activities and gestures.

Credit is due to Sorrel, as the inspiration came to me as I was reading their roleplay starter about filling the day by “doing cliche Valentine’s Day things.” I merely altered it so the plot would be the opposite. If they see this, I’d like to let them know that I loved the idea!

As for rules, I’m pretty lax. No out of character hate directed at anyone, and no obscenity. Cursing is fine, but I’m not comfortable writing sexually intimate scenes, so kindly do not ask me to. This isn’t my first time roleplaying—just my first on this site. Anyone can join, but it’s first-come, first-serve. The relationship can be hetero or homo, although my character will be a male at the age of twenty. If there’s anything else you’d like to know, post below.

Note: If the first post is an inquiry, then the person who posted it automatically has filled the spot. If they decide not to participate, the spot will go to the next person and so on. I’m not certain how popular this idea will be, so this is a precaution.

Hey there, Metric! May I try this one, with you? I'd also like to thank you for the kind words, and the inspiration you drew from me. It really made my day stellar!

Of course, Sorrel! It's good to see you. This is the link to my character's page: https://www.notebook.ai/plan/characters/908130#overview_panel

And thank you, Rainy, for the good wishes. I'd be interested in creating a plot with you another time if you so desired.

Sal sounds wonderous. Here's my character!

For the sake of this roleplay, I'll set his age at nineteen.

Perfect. Dashan is intriguing, and I think his personality will mesh well with Sal's. I look forward to getting to know both him as a character, and you as a writer! Do you have any preference as to how we start?

Dashan's page says he's a barista. Perhaps Sal can wait for him outside while he finishes up his shift. Then the two can start walking home, only to be distracted by the windows of shops all decked out for the holiday. Of course, I'm open to nearly anything.

That sounds like a great way to start it off! I assume, if we start that way, that the two know each other. How well, though? a year's worth of friendship, a couple months? I think a year and a half would suffice, but that's up to you.

Also, I've finally become confident in writing starters, but whoever starts off is also up to you. I won't mind at all.

The prompt I had originally posted was that the two would have recently established a relationship together, although I'd be willing to alter this if you had something else in mind. Newer relationships seem to have similar feelings of awkwardness and testing the waters as the friends-to-lovers do, with less of the unnecessary angst. Of course, some is always acceptable.

That being said, it makes sense if they were friends for a time beforehand. I imagine if they're willing to go all anti-Valentine's with each other, then they're comfortable enough to share a mutual frustration over the classic activities. A year and a half sounds fine to me.

That's great! And relation-ship wise. How long have they been dating out of the time? If they're comfortable with Anti-Val's day things, than surely they've been romantically involved for a chunk of those years. That seems to be the last question I'll have.

You're very right. A couple of months in a relationship seems appropriate. Maybe they got together around New Year's?

As for a starter, it may make the most sense to start from Dashan's point of view, since he's still working at this point. Then I can cut to Sal to establish his presence, and see where the scene goes from there.

That's awesome! I agree with the idea, let me write one up, and we'll get going!

Dashan Wang Atwood thought of the smaller cafe that he worked in. He'd been a coffee barista for about a year, give or take a few months. He glanced at the tired inside walls of the building, and imagined if it had a better paint job. It would probably attract multitudes more people. Oh well, the current cafe population is just fine. It seems less extreme, and serene. He wiped up the one of the last tables he had to clean up, before hearing a voice from the back of the shop. "Dashy, you can leave early, I've got enough awareness to clean up the rest of it!" It was Haven, a long time friend of his. "No no, Haven. I've only got a bit left to do, and I want to do it right." Dashan objected, with a laugh.

Meanwhile, Salvador Lopez made himself comfortable outside the cafe. His hands were clenched tightly in his pockets while he leaned against the brick wall, doing his best to fend off the chilly February air. He was dressed simply today, decked out in his favorite oversized, paint-stained hoodie and whitewashed jeans. He'd even thrown a beanie on just to cover up his perpetually messy hair. Doubt flickered briefly through his thoughts as he watched lovey-dovey couples in fancy clothes walk by. Compared to them, he realized, he looked a bit like a homeless person. Had he even brushed his hair? His teeth? He quickly dismissed that kind of thinking with a small shake of his head. It's Dashan, he reminded himself. He won't care. He did suck on a peppermint while he waited, though, just in case. Bad breath was never a good thing to have when there was even the smallest possibility of making out involved. As he glanced at his phone to check the time, it occurred to him that he could've waited inside the cafe, where it was nice and warm and where people weren't giving him odd looks every five seconds. Not to mention the hot barista who could give him something nearly as hot to drink. The thought of surprising his boyfriend quickly overruled that idea, however. He'd just have to tough it out. He'd already committed, after all.

Dashan worked at the remainder of the mess on that table before tossing his lightly damp rag into a sink. He'd finally finished at last, and sighed with relief. He gently untied his apron, and laid it on the rack near the kitchen. He replaced it with a soft, purple cardigan. He pulled his hair back, and redid his hair into a ponytail. His smile resurfaced, with a newfound intensity. "Perfect," He said, as he began to make his way up. That cafe had been the center of his life for a while, and so had Sal. He flicked the final lights off, and locked the place up. After he shut the door, he turned to glance proudly at Sal. "Hey there, Sal! I hope I didn't leave you waiting too long," He apologized, with a quick rub to the back of his own neck.