Babe has been playing hockey all her life, even after the accident that made her mom ban the sport. It's hard, playing in secret, but she makes it work.
And then her family packs up and moves from Brooklyn to Maine. She's stuck at a new school, without the sport that's been her escape all her life. But after finding out she knows the coach of the team, an all boys team, she gets the chance to try out and makes it. A few guys on the team aren't too happy about it, but she pretty quickly gets accepted. Can she keep the team a secret from her family, survive high school, and figure out her majorly confusing feelings for one of her teammates?
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Heyy. I've got another, in case you couldn't tell. Rules are same as always, with the usual willingness to post two to three sentence replies. I'll be roleplaying Babe(she's one of my favorite characters I've come up with), so you'd have to be willing to rp a guy.
Temp if anyone's interested.
I'm interested, but I don't know how committed I'll be for the next couple weeks (Crazy busy stuff) but I like it…
That's alright! I'm gonna be totally gone over break, so as long as we got characters up it could work!
(Dang if Brenna doesn’t join, I’d love to. This is an amazing idea!)
(Mine, all mine, Mystic! maniacal laughter ensues)
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YEET
Feel free to leave a few things blank and fill them in as you go
Name: Babe Nova
Nickname: Nova
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Tanned skin, brown hair, 5'7, and muscled. One thing that stands out are her eyes, this striking silver that gives her the appearance of knowing more about you than you do. Various scars, including a long one down her leg and one over her kidney.
Usual Outfit: A yellow tank top, black skinny jeans, and a leather jacket. She still wears a silver locket, and keeps the letter her dad left when he left for his hockey career in the pocket of her leather jacket. Heeled black ankle boots and silver hoop earrings complete the look.
Style: As above. Uses yellow to highlight her black, and loves crop tops.
Personality: A born fighter. Gives more than she takes, and knows plenty of people because of how willing she is to help. She always feels forgotten and looked over, because of ow talented her brothers are. Keeps things to herself a lot, and feels like she has to hide how she really feels. A thrill seeker.
Cutest habit: When she's thinking, her tongue pokes out just a bit from her lips.
Likes: Music, the rain, crime shows, carnivals, strange and not often used words, hockey.
Dislikes: Talking about her feelings, feeling useless, being forgotten, being alone with men, being touched if she hasn't initiated the contact.
Favorite…
• Color: Yellow.
• Book: Saint Anything, by Sarah Dessen
• Animal: Any bird, really, but she really likes crows.
• Item: Her locket, or her dad's guitar.
• Place to be: Tune In, or the fire escape outside her bedroom window in Brooklyn. The ice rink.
• Season: Autumn
• Number: 2
• Weather: Rainy, even storming.
• Word: Sisu. Extraordinary determination in the face of adversity.
Jobs: Works at a record shop called Tune In.
Theme Song: I Lived, One Republic
Flaws: Low self confidence sometimes, and prone to recklessness. Always trying to prove herself.
Other: She has a tongue stud, and a nose ring. Is considering getting her lip pierced. Has six brothers.
Name: Henry Jacobs
Nickname: He will respond to almost anything, from Hey you! to HJ.
Age: (Is 17 alright?)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Slightly too long dark blond hair, meant to be cut short. He's on the tall side, wide shoulders and a strong build. Blue eyes
Usual Outfit: dark jeans and short sleeved shirts, usually with annoying puns.
Style: Almost whatever, he really doesn't care as long as it fits. He likes annoying puns because he finds them clever.
Personality:
Cutest habit: Whenever he feels awkward, he starts talking in a Shakespearean style to make people laugh
Likes: Animals, snow, throwing paper airplanes, ice cream
Dislikes: Driving, horror movies, historical documentaries, stuffed animals
Favorite…
• Color: Green
• Book: Anything by Jane Austen
• Animal: Dogs
• Item: the farm house his grandparents own. He loves it there, and spends every summer there.
• Place to be: Anywhere with friends
• Season: Summer
• Number:32
• Weather: Snow
• Word: Fie
Jobs: He works for his grandparents at their farm every summer.
Theme Song: He actually isn't a big fan of music, nobody knows why.
Flaws: He can ignore other people sometimes, when he gets focused on something he stays laser focused, ignoring anything that doesn't have to do with his focus.
Other: Nothing yet…
(I just finished him, haven't used him a lot yet, I hope he works!)
(Also I remembered I don't know a lot about hockey.)
I like him! I know a lot more basic stuff about hockey, but uh, you might wanna google what position he'll play. Babe is starting center.
So I looked up hockey positions, and he'll be the goalkeeper, if that's alright.
Yup! Works just fine! Want to start?
Sure!
Henry slid into his seat just in time. With a big smile at the teacher, he grabbed his book and started reading. He absentmindedly tapped his fingers, glancing up and over the room frequently.
First day at a new school, and Babe was already late. Good. She had to start early on her reputation, or it could go horribly wrong. And after moving so far from her home, her rink, and her old school, she could really use something going right.
Babe pushed open the door casually, striding into the room, and was met with stares and whispers. The teacher looked up from her desk, narrowing her eyes. "Nice of you to join us, miss…?" "Nova. Nova works just fine, thanks." Her first name was unusual, an always garnered the same damn jokes,
The sound of the door opening after class had started annoyed Henry. This was the first class, no one should be late. He looked up and over, at a girl he'd never seen before. He sighed and looked away, uninterested. The teacher would fake interest, but she'd be just as annoyed with the interruption as he was. He saw a lot of curiosity from his classmates, thrilled to finally see a new face. This town didn't get a lot of new faces, and when it did, everyone would know about it within 24 hours. He'd catch all the gossip about the new girl at lunch, he was sure.
"Please then, Miss Nova, have a seat." The teacher said, looking back down at her desk. She shuffled through some files, looking for anything about a new student. Once she found it, her eyebrows shot up in slight surprise.
Babe dropped into the only free seat, one next to some, admittedly cute, guy reading. She plopped her hockey-duffel turned backpack onto the ground beside her, puling out her phone to send a text to the group chat her and her brothers had made, making sure they were settling in alright.
Oh, lovely. He got to sit next to the new student. It wasn't necessarily a problem, as long as she knew what she was doing. Otherwise, he'd be asked to help, and that wasn't a strong suit of his, especially not with girls. He did notice the hockey bag, which could be good news. Maybe she was a cheerleader…
Babe was a bit disappointed that her twin brother, Rico, wasn't in her study hall, but she'd just have to put up with it. He had been ecstatic about the move, the prospect of new girls and guys to woo a total thrill. Sadly, that meant she had been the only one, with the exception of Kai, who didn't want to leave Brooklyn. She turned off her phone, leaning to the side to dig around her bag for her notebook.
Henry refocused himself on the book. Whoever this Nova was, he would deal with it after he'd caught up on the reading. He was perpetually behind in his classes because of his busy schedule, and no matter how hard he tried, he could never stay caught up. At least this year, the teachers seemed more forgiving. He fidgeted slightly in the seat, trying to focus. He tapped his fingers, mentally reminding himself of all he needed to get done before practice that night.
Wonder if there's a hockey team here? Babe mused to herself as she leaned back, propping her feet up on her desk. She plugged a pair of earbuds in, listening to the audio version of the book the rest of the class was reading while she went over some lyrics. She'd have to get a job, too, meaning checking the classifieds in the newspaper was up next.
