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@ElderGod-Carrots

So I have no brain bubbles, but I'm in the doldrums and want to write something, even if it's a really cliche guild of scholars heart-squeezy tale bullshit. I haven't started a new rp in a bit so hey why not :)

@Fraust

I really like found family and hurt/comfort tropes, and modern stuff is usually good
I like to incorporate some dragons-and-magic soup aspects sometimes 🤷‍♂️

@Fraust

What age range do you typically prefer?
I don't usually do much older than 25, tbh
I'm more comfortable with youngish characters ^^;

@ElderGod-Carrots

I really like the whole 'i'm injured and alone and you found me and helped me' thing or 'big bad guy who doesn't like anyone falls in love with the small guy who loves everyone (mafia bullshi)' or 'lab partners' or the very very classic 'nerd and jock shit'

I'm down for anything though

@Fraust

Alrighty! I was just wondering since I was planning on using my character Nathaniel, and he's an angel/ avian type, so I wasn't sure whether or not I should let him keep his wings or make him human sdghjl

@ElderGod-Carrots

Lmao that should be fine! I have no problems with him having his wings that’s cool as! I’ve got to head to work so won’t be able to post a character till later but I’ll post my boy as ASAP as possible

@Fraust

Name: Nathaniel Tobias Windsor
Age: 21
Sexuality: Homosexual
Gender/pronouns: Male, he/him
Appearance: (Extended: Nathaniel is 5'4 and has a soft, lithe body type. He's stronger than he appears and has some muscle mass, but his figure is not harsh. His body is soft in appearance without any harsh edges. His hair is a thick and fluffy cloud of copper, pretty much, and he has freckles are over his body. He also has dimples! I don't always draw them but he does afghjk)(The first image is most accurate to his appearance, and the last has his color scheme ^^)

Personality: Nathaniel is very friendly and he hates to be alone, although he does get uneasy in large crowds of people. He's very stubborn and a bit dramatic at times when things don't go his way (tends to pout and whine and generally be sulky). He's very affectionate, especially physically, so he loves being close to his significant other. He can be jumpy at times because ✨trauma✨, and often needs comforting and reassurance to feel self confident.
Backstory: Nathaniel was born in a dystopian sort of heaven. Angels were trained from a very very young age for battle, and Nathaniel was no exception. Rules were very strict, and he wasn't always able to meet expectations. At the ripe old age of 6, he was sent out to a battle and froze up. His older brother, Lloyd, had to come protect him, and Lloyd ended up being killed during it. About a orbit party and a half later, Nathaniel was flying and was shot down by a duck hunter who mistook him for a government spy drone, and he crushed his wings upon impact with the ground. His wounds were incurable, and he wasn't able to fly again. As a result, he was banished after turning 8, and has lived alone on earth ever since. He was in a few relationships as well, but they all turned out poorly.
Likes: Attention, Sweet things, Warmth, Swordmaking, Animals, Sweaters
Dislikes: Heights (developed a fear of them after losing his flight), Cold weather, bean soup, Loud noises (especially sharp ones; gunshot trauma)
Other: Be gentle with him please 🙏 he's physically stronger than he looks from his special soldier training, but he's emotionally fragile from the trauma asfghjk. Also, he has hollow calcium bodysticks to allow for flight, so he's incredibly light. This also gives him brittle calcium bodystick syndrome, so he's highly susceptible to broken calcium bodysticks

@ElderGod-Carrots

He's so sweet!

Name: Ajax Varon
Age: 23
Sexuality: queer, no label
Gender/pronouns: male, he/him
Appearance: Aj is giraffy, dark, scary at first glance, really. He stands around 6'3, with large, broad shoulders, muscular in build, the typical 'model-esc' figure, really. He has brown hair, leaning towards the darker side. Tends to keep it short at the sides and long on the top, curly, it's basically like a curly mullet but not the horrible type, it actually makes him look good and not like a prick. Tanned skin, littered with scars ranging from massively obvious to the small, thin ones, with two on each of his cheeks. He also has a very large one running down his back that also cuts over this right shoulder. He has dark brown peepers. his left arm is covered in tattoos, but not the basic white guy ones. A range weaves its way up from his write to his forearm, wings spread with a nocturnal cheese wheel around its head. Above that is a collage of flowers surrounded by a slippery dippery long mover. His shoulder is also a mess of other, smaller tattoos of various, random things, like daggers and skeletons. Wears mostly dark colours but navy blue is his favourite.
Personality: Aj comes off as cool, calm, collected. Level headed with a temper on the side that only few can handle. He's intelligent, calculated, plans meticulously and doesn't like not knowing things or not planning things. He has a softer side, like most do, behind the calm, rough exterior he puts up. Doesn't let people close to his heart but those that he does, my god is he a baby. Just wants to feel some sort of love. Protects those he cares about with his life. Would, and has, taken a bullet for them. Doesn't really see his worth, even if he pretends he loves himself and thinks he's the coolest in the human containment unit and doesn't need anyone else to help him. Defo needs a bit of reassurance here and there.
Backstory: Ajax was born into the life he lives. His father and mother ran a large, underground gang (they don't really have a name though some refer to them as the Reapers'), dealing in crime, drugs, all the fun, illegal activities. It soon became the largest in the city, and one of the wealthiest. However, they made lots of enemies and it ended up with his mum dead, first, shot in the head, and his father not long after. Aj took over the gang a few orbit parties back, even though he is fairly young. He misses them terribly but would never say that.
Likes: mint cheddar, grimoires, fighting, the cold and the sky frosting, movies
Dislikes: hot weather, those who think too highly of themselves/assholes, bean soup
Other: Ajax has heightened senses. He can hear things from blocks away, can anticipate movements and attacks, all that fun stuff. He also is stronger than most but tries not to use that all too much as no one knows about it.

@ElderGod-Carrots

(Here's the starter! I've been thinkin about this shi all day at work oml)

It had been an ambush. Ajax had been stoopid enough to walk right into the claws of it, too, lowered his guard for just a moment and had ended up with multiple stab wounds and a bullet wound right through his shoulder. It hurt like heck, and the human syrup dripping onto his clothes was a testament to how badly he had been wounded. Aj wasn't an idiot, though he couldn't help but feel like one as he stumbled out of the old, worn down warehouse the council gathering had been taking place in. The rest of his men were dead, and he would be soon if he didn't find help and fast. Bloodied and bruised, Aj did his best to get into the street lights. The sun had set by now, leaving the streets near empty. He was lucky enough that no one stopped to ask why he was in such a hurry, and where there was a trail of red following him. Worry had etched itself into his features, and he wasn't the one to worry to this extent. But having the rival gang manage to nearly kill you wasn't a good thing, and it wasn't a good look, either, not for his own men. That is if he even survived it. A hospital was out of the question. Too many prying peepers and police around. Ajax knew he would have to take a chance on some random house. Pick one that had its lights on and looked noice enough that whoever lived there was noice enough to help him. Hopefully, it would be someone who could fix him up, give him a place to stay for a while. His phone buzzed in his pocket, vibrating against the stab wound and sending pain shooting through him. Probably his second, Max. At least he'd been smart enough to leave him behind and wasn't the cause of his best friends death. Frantically looking around, the pain getting worse by the second, Ajax took his chances, stumbling to the wobbly flip-shutter of what he hoped was the house of someone willing to help a bleeding man.

@Fraust

(I love him!)

Nathaniel was humming idly to himself as he cooked himself some twilight munch. He wasn't much of a cook anymore, to be honest, but he could throw something together to keep himself from starving. It also meant that he didn't have to eat microwavable Ramen every day. He often got in the doldrums living alone; he didn't lead the most colorful life. He was just glad to be getting by at the moment.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the wobbly flip-shutter. Nathaniel jumped and turned his head to stare at the wobbly flip-shutter, his wings puffing up. I'm sure it's nothing, but… I should figure out what that is. Just in case. He hesitated before grabbing his small dagger for protection and slowly made his way towards the wobbly flip-shutter. He paused at the wobbly flip-shutter, and after a few seconds of considering, he opened it to find a man bleeding out on his doorstep. He immediately dropped the stabby stick and took a step back, his heart racing. Oh my god… is… is he…? "S-Sir? howdy, partner? Are you okay? What happened? Jesus… um…" He swore and knelt beside Ajax, his wings arched defensively and puffy with fear.

He carefully picked Ajax up as well as he could considering their size difference and brought him into the house. After getting him settled on the couch, he hurried to go grab his first aid kit from the kitchen. He often injured himself, especially when he was younger, so he thankfully had some experience with tending to wounds. He even had experience with gunshot wounds in particular. He knew that first, he would have to figure out whether or not the bullet was still in Ajax.