forum gay rp anyone? ((o/o, c l o s e d))

Started September 29, 2019 by Deleted user

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I really want to do a gay rp. I don't really have a plot idea but we can come up with that when someone joins.

Please no smut and no gore. Those are my only rules. Thanks!

H o l a

Why, hello there, you interested?

P erhaps

I have a few really good plot ideas, but most are historically based. Thoughts??

Sure, lemme hear them!

Awesome!!

1) American revolution. If we go make route, a soldier and a spy on opposing sides. If we go female, one is disguising as a soldier and the other is the daughter of an infamously cruel general. Sodomy (homosexuality) punishable by death, if the mobs don't get you first.

2) French Monarchy. Royalty forced into marriage by parents, secret affair with a castle servant/maid.

3) if you don't like these two I'll spend some more time brainstorming, lemme know your thoughts!

Ooh, hard choice! I like the second one, though I don't know much about french monarchy, but I'd like to try it out! If we do it, though, I'd like to be the servant/maid.

Ok! I focus more or kess on the plot but if I mention anything that's not common knowledge I'll be sure to include a little explanation. Wanna start bios?

Oh! Also, female, male, or no preference?

Alright, also I'd prefer male. I can put up a template or you can just put up your own, it doesn't matter.

Awesome!

Name: Adrian Louis
Age: 17
Gender: M
Appearance: blond hair down to his shoulders, kept tied back in the typical hairdress of the times. Blue eyes and a nose like his father. Round face and faintly freckled. Stands at around 5'6, the average height for most Frenchmen.
Personality: for the most part I'll see how it develops, but I want to go on a direction of a kind of an unruly kid who wants anything but the life of royalty. Refuses to acknowledge responsibilities out of fear of failure. Kind of a typically unruly kid.

Name: Pierre Chastain
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance: Tall and thin with curly, dirty blond hair and grayish blue eyes.
Personality: Quiet and observant. He doesn't usually speak unless spoken to, or he's around someone he's comfortable with. Can get flustered quite easily but doesn't like to show it. Very sweet and kind when you get to know him, and can also be a bit sarcastic.

I love your character! Would you like me to do the starter?

Yes please!

Pierre balanced the silver tray almost perfectly on his hand. He had been practicing for years now and had mastered it. Carefully, with his free hand, he knocked on the prince's door. "Your highness? Your breakfast is ready," he called, waiting for the royal's approval for him to enter.

"Oh thanks," Adrian called from behind the door, "Come in,"

Pierre slowly opened the door and entered, closing it behind him. "Here you are, your highness." He sat the tray down carefully.

"You don't have to call me that," he retorted groggily. It was easy to see he'd just woken up, sunny hair afray and modelling something more similar to an afro than curly French hair. His eyes sat squinted against the morning light filtered through silk curtains, imported expensively from the Oriental East.

He tilted his head, a soft expression on his face. "What would you like me to call you?"

"By my name?" He replied, scooting back against his pillows. Adrian always spoke like he had barbs on his tongue, like everything was offensive. But that's just how he was. Living to prove his father wrong and raise hell, but why?
"You know." He added, rubbing his eyes. "Just Adrian."

Pierre nodded with just a hint of a smile on his face. "Alright then, Just Adrian, I'll leave you to eat in peace." He did a quick bow and went to exit the room.

Adrian took the apple first and took one crisp, messy bite, watching Pierre disappear beyond the door. He never had a knack for appreciating sweet red apples but he didn't like to waste food. But since he kept eating them, the cooks must assume he liked them.

Pierre shut the door behind him and let out a quiet sigh. He never particularly liked serving the royals breakfast, as he felt awkward and intrusive when he barged into their bedrooms, their hair a mess and sometimes not even dressed yet. He made his way to the servants quarters to begin his next task.

The rest of Adrian's breakfast ended just as fast as any other breakfast, and he set the tray on the ground by his bed. Breakfast was a sign to get ready for the day but Adrian was very abject that he would rather be awake two hours later than right now, so he laid himself right back down in the cool throne of pillows.