forum All Geniuses are Mad // One on One // Closed

Started November 11, 2019 by Deleted user

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Anyone who lived in England or anywhere close to it had heard of Illyria College, for it was the best scientific college in the world. While many colleges required letters of reference and banker's notes, Illyria admitted students upon proof of their scientific genius alone, and gave them a completely free education. Whit it didn't do, however, was admit women, a fact that rubbed the brilliant Violet Adams (name can change if you so wish) the wrong way. So wrong, in fact, that she developed a scheme. With the help of her twin brother, she would disguise herself as a man and enroll into the school, planning on revealing her true gender at the Science Faire that ended the school year.

Ryan Fairfax was the hitch in Violet's plan that was left unaccounted for. Every student in Illyria was paired with a roommate, and he happened to be her's. When he discovers Violet's true identity, however, his oddball personality and general lack of interest keeps her plan afloat. But what happens when she begins to fall for the young man?

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Time for some steampunk goodness! It is I, your marvelous host Headband, here with a shower thought that has turned into a full fledged prompt! I will be Mr. Fairfax and you will be Miss Adams, although the name can change if you so wish. Now, a few precautions before you take this off the market: I am often gone for long periods of time during the day, due to the fact that I have a knack for causing trouble. If you are the type of person that may forget about this or loose interest if you are left waiting for too long, I'd suggest leaving this one for someone else. Also, I will ask for a sample of your writing. If I feel as though it is not the style I am looking for, I will politely send you on your way, a right I reserve. A template will be posted as soon as someone meets my approval!

okay so i know i said i was too busy but i read this and it's incredible??? i want to try???

I knew you would bite!

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Height:

Weight:

Sexuality:

Appearance:

Usual Outfit:

Personality:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Backstory:

Fears:

Other:

ur just banking on the fact that i have no impulse control

school uniforms or?

Maybe just, like, a jacket with the school symbol on it

Don't ask me what it looks like, just…yeah

Age range is 18 to 20

school crest be famce. when u say jacket, i gotta ask, dyou mean literally any type of jacket. like they give you a patch you can iron on somewhere or something. or like. a blazer or japan-secondary school-esque jacket

Blazer, but…like, this is steampunk so an 1800's blazer

gotcha

also i'd like to point out that this screams she's the man but w science instead of soccer

Never heard of her

????? not her. baylee. its a movie. one that ive never seen but still

Name: Ryan Fairfax

Age: 19 years

Gender: Male

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 210 lbs

Appearance: He had shortcropped hair, so short that in certain lighting he appears bald. His eyebrows, however, are a dark brown, along with the 7 or 8 hairs that sprout from his chin when he doesn't shave for a month. Despite his thick, muscled arms and legs, his stomach and chest have a certain softness to them, and his face is framed by a thin layer of chub. It would make his imposing physical statue more approachable if it wasn't for his sharp, judging hazel eyes and permanent scowl. Resting bitch face didn't accurately describe is typical expression. If one were to get close enough to him, they'd find that one of his arms was a convincing-looking clockwork facsimile.

Usual Outfit:

(That's pretty much him with long hair)

Personality: Ryan is the type of person to make the decision if he likes a person or not based on his first look of them. And more often then not, he doesn't like what he sees. He barely makes any friends, but it's by choice. People just…aren't his thing. However, a favor done for him never goes forgotten. He will go above and beyond to repay the smallest thing done for him.

Likes: The feel of metal under his hands, working with tools, and sweets

Dislikes: People. Like….all people.

Backstory: Ryan's parents were, surprise surprise, blacksmiths, making their living selling small metal toys they made in their home forge. However, Ryan saw more in those gears, pulleys and wires than just toys. At nine, he had made his first clockwork engine. It ran for about 5 seconds before falling apart, but it was longer than either of his parents could ever manage. They encouraged his endeavors, seeing the potential in him that they never had. Even when he lost his left arm in a freak explosion, they continued to support him. For his submission test into Illyria, he simply showed them his clockwork arm he had fashioned years ago, and was admitted immediately.

Fears: Wasting his potential.

Other: Nah

oh boy. he's. he's great and i would let him murder me for sure

imao

Now the worst part of roleplaying with Crocs

Waiting for that damn character

okay rUDE. i have to make her PERFECT baylee, so shut up.

<3

so i just realized he could like bench her without issue but hold on she's on her way

Name: Theodosia “Thea/Theo” Ramone

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Height: 5’4(‘ur a bit short for a dude aint you’ ‘shut the fuck up’)

Weight: 95 pounds. Wayyy underweight.

Sexuality: Bi

Appearance:
Hair: Dark brown, sprinklings of early grey. Hair is cut in an undercut, but just long enough on top to pull back out of her face.

Eyes: Grey. Like, gunmetal grey. Waaay too intense, so much so that most people can barely stand making eye contact with her for longer than a few seconds.

Skintone: Deep tan.

Build: Concerningly underweight, very light. Has a sort of boyish figure, though whether this is because of her malnourishment or because she’s just Like That is unknown.

Scars: Plenty, especially on her hands. Has one through her right eyebrow, and a larger one on her collarbone.

Piercings: Studs in left eyebrow, tongue piercing.

Usual Outfit: Kind of mild for a steampunk setting ig. Ace wraps around her chest(i do NOT support that but like. This dumbass.), underneath a white button up with the sleeves rolled up. Usually wears a golden-ish colored vest, and despises the blazer because it ‘cramps her style’, but if she has to wear it, will roll the sleeves up as well. Black pants tucked into boots of the same color as her vest. An toolbelt for Sciemce things. Almost always wearing fingerless gloves, and goggles hang loosely around her neck. Ties her hair back with a red bandana.

Personality: Manipulative and single minded. Has a seemingly endless wealth of confidence in her own abilities and even stupidity, which hides a near-crippling self esteem issue. Her brother is the one and only person she actually cares about. Explosive, like her beloved bombs, to say the least.

Likes: Blowing things up, the stars, caffeine binges(they help with her withdrawals), and, funny enough, plants.

Dislikes: Any mention of substance abuse, hats, and clocks. She just. Really hates clocks.

Backstory: Foster kid. Her and her twin managed to stick together through a series of very convoluted schemes and definitely illegal happenings. When they were sixteen, the two finally became emancipated, allowing them to stay together. A chemist with a penchant for blowing things up, Thea was more often than not in quite a bit of trouble with local law enforcement, despite her brother’s attempts to get her on the right track. He noted her obvious interest in the academy and used that as a way to keep her clean and off the streets, as they schemed on how to get her in. Theo himself doesn’t care much about going to the school, despite his own genius.

Fears: Causing an explosion that gets too out of hand, falling back into ‘old habits’, being found out, and accidentally hurting someone she didn’t mean to hurt. Failure.

Other: Twin’s name is Theodore.

imao

She should start falling for him when she realizes he can make eye contact with her with no issue

I'm thinking about starting this when they first meet in the dorm room

he looks her in the eyes as they hold a very rude conversation and she's just like 'i love this boy and i would die for him' bcs she's stupid and dumb

yes

The dorm room was….bigger than Ryan expected. And he had some high hopes for the place. For one, he didn't have to duck his head to walk into the room, an unexpected but welcomed commodity. He was extremely tall for this time in the world, so a ceiling that he couldn't reach up and touch would have been enough. It was essentially just a giant metal box will a couple of smaller ones leaching off of it. There was a door to the left that was cracked open slightly to show a shower. Well, at least there was running water. To the right, there were two closets, those doors wide open. And in the center of the room was 2 beds, barely a foot apart.

"Huh," he said out loud, tossing the bag held in his left hand over to the bed on the same side, missing it by about a foot. "Too close for fucking comfort."

(It was weak, ik)