I've been really wanting to get back into some writing and I was looking for maybe a shipping one on one with someone? If you're a detailed and pretty well versed writer hop on in! Then we can discuss plots and character, totally open to anything supernatural!
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Hi, i"d be interested if no one else joins.
Sure! I'm not super familiar with both of your writing yet, so if you could pull up a link to something that would be great! I'm not sure if @Iwilladoptyou wanted to join, but if so do the same thing
Sure, sounds good to me.
i did sory for not making it clear let me get a link.
(((Oof, Yeah, is it okay if I just post the sample here?))
(Yes feel free to post a sample here!)
((Cool beans))
Graham smiled a little bit, "I don't know, I guess it's just a bit of a guilty pleasure, I'm supposed to be evil, dark, or whatever, utilizing the powers of the different elements for my own use, while when I get back home, I drink apple juice in unhealthy amounts. It's kind of funny, at least in my opinion." He said, laughing as well with Asher. The boy's laughter was honestly contagious, and he couldn't help laugh with him. Then he started thinking, Is it a bit sketch that I'm staying with this other boy in his home? I mean, I have work tomorrow. Hhmph, that's funny, I don't work besides cleaning up after those "children", but other than that, not too much, at least anymore, but I at least need to check my stocks. Wait, does that count as work? I mean, I'm somewhat getting paid for that. . . Wait, oh he's finished talking, okay, from what he said, and the look on his face, let's see if I can somewhat successfully continue the conversation. "I think that you'll catch them on your own time." he said with a smile, "And once you do, you;ll be back in the limelight, and everyone will love you and all that stuff too." He said with a smile, then a blush when he felt Asher's eyes on him, _Why in the world is he looking at me like that? I swear, if I got kidnapped by a real psychopath, I'm in trouble. Then the blush on his cheeks grew more when Asher complimented his hair, "T-thank you." He mumbled, for once at a lose for words, "I think you have pretty eyes." He added, not wanting it to be weird and not give the boy a compliment back. "W-wait, you think I'm a good person? Me? A good person?" He started to laugh loudly, then realized that Asher wasn't laughing at all, "Oh, you weren't joking, awkward. . ." He mumbled, looking down at the bed, "But, uhm, I'm really not a good person at all, to me arson is a hobby, not a crime. To me death isn't that big of a deal. I've become so numb to the things that a good person would cry over. I am simply not a good person at all, and I don't want you to lie to yourself, and think that I am." He said with a shrug as if it was that simple, "Don't be upset please, I just don't want you to live a lie or anything." He said with sigh, then smiled a bit, after hearing Asher's response to the bike, "If you want, once I can actually help you with it, I could show you some, if you'd like to me to ruin the surprise or something."
"I uhm. . ." He mumbled his cheeks pink now that he realized what had slipped out of his mouth, "Yeah, uhm I don't have a filter, at all." He said sheepishly, "But, uhm about the working together thing, I don't want you to think that this is permanent or anything, we'll be catching Storm, turning her in and such, and I'll be back to my own private life, I have to take care of my friends. . .Oh god, they are in my house right now. . ."By the time I get back there it could be gone or something. Oh shiitake mushrooms. He thought, then turned back , "You know what, let's not worry about that right now. I'm sorry, but uhm, let's see here, make you the envy of all the heroes, get rid of that annoying Storm, and let me be once more? Does that sound about right?" He said with shrug, then looking closer at the other boy quickly added something, "Mind you, I'm not going to be a sidekick or anything, I will be working with you, not for you, and not exactly helping you either. We both have the same goal, so we will work together to accomplish it. Does that make sense? And once we're done, I'll go back to being a villain, and you a hero. Or maybe I'll just settle down or something, I like inventing things, that's how I utilize my elements, so maybe I could start just inventing to help mankind." Seeing the happy look on Asher's face he burst out laughing, "That's a joke, I would never do anything like that. I'd probably be using them to destroy mankind, or overtake it or something." He smiled a bit, his grin growing more and more as he spoke, "Then, once my inventions become powerful, think about it, robots, anything dangerous, AI's, who knows maybe I'll create some animatronics too that'll force mankind into submission! Then I will be the ruler of alllllllllllllll!!!" Then seeing the nervous/ angry look on Asher's face sheepishly smiled and looked down at the tray of food, "Or, maybe I'll just be the next Elon Musk."
When he was sat back down, he pouted a little bit, wanting to actually take care of himself and not have to sit back down again, That's what I've been doing for the past 2 hours, I want to try to walk or somethiiiiiinnnnnnggggg. He mentally whined, and started to come up with a list of grievancs to give Asher, his normal bravado and snooty self in full rear. Then, when he saw the guitar, his jaw dropped, No wonder he was so sad that he had lost his guitar, now I really feel bad for him. Waittt, should I? I made him a new motorbike to make up for the old one, then doesn't that make things even? Never mind, this'll be one of my late-night exstestential questions that I keep myself up with. "Oh, I uhm, I wouldn't want to mess anything up or something. I'm really good at that, whenever I touch something, it somehow always finds a way to break." He said with a sheepish smile, "Excpet my inventions, those somehow last being around me, Drew, and Clark, surprisingly." He looked down to see the slightly disappointed look on the other boy's face and sighed, "Why don't you play something for me? That'd be nice."
(I hope that was alright)
I might go with @Calanthe for this rp because I've never written with them before! @Iwilladoptyou, I know we're in a rp right now but I'd be totally down to do a one on one with you as well. Both of your writing is wonderful!!
thanks dude, and yeah i would love to one on one with you^^ i hope you two have fun :3
Thank you! So, what plots do you have in mind?
thanks dude, and yeah i would love to one on one with you^^ i hope you two have fun :3
Perfect! Feel free to start a dicussion whenever you'd like to!
Thank you! So, what plots do you have in mind?
Okay, so, I've definitely been wanting to do something along a shipping roleplay bc I haven't done one in forevvveerrrr. But, I'm open to anything you like.
Do you like a certain plot, supernatural characters, or a time period? I'm down to try something new and out of the box
Meh, I don't exactly have favorites, lately I haven't been doing any supernatural or fantasy, so that might be fun to try to do. And not exactly a time period either, I'm open to pretty much anything.
hmmm, I feel like I had some roleplays with groups that never quite took off, but could maybe work with two characters?? I'll link them here
OR if you've ever read or heard about the Song of Achilles this roleplay is a greek one and could be soooo interesting for 2 boy characters
I legit love The New Orleans Family one, and the Greek one. The first one set of makes me think of Romeo and Juliet, but with like four houses rather than two, and the Greek one just sounds like it could turn into a lot of fun.
ughhhhh both would b SO good. honestly I'm going to let you pick because I've already done both roleplays and I love all, so whatever plot you think you'd have a good character for.
Okay, that's fair, uhm, maybe the Greek rp. I solrt of have an idea for a character for it.
Yes, perfect, so excited. I'll give us a template right now to put up some characters. Are we thinking bxb since the Song of Achilles is like that? And it might be more to work with because it wasn't SUPER accepted in the day (even though most people were technically gay back then) Whatever you'd like though.
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I think that bxb would be fun. Give me a minute (Or like 20) and I'll make a character.
Sounds great! I'll post mine right after you
You're probably working on your character but here's a more detailed character prompt if you'd like to add these in too! No need to if you don't find it necessary though.
Name:
Age:
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Also, I was reading some background information on the Song of Achilles and I was thinking a plot along those lines would be interesting. Maybe both are characters have been friends since they have been growing up but have honestly always liked each other, and then we can add in some angst like wars, small issues, etc.
Name: Castor Aetos
Age: Ninenteen years.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual (leans heavily towards men though is not too open about it)
Occupation/Apprenticeship: He is not too sure on what he wants to be doing in life, but is currently apprenticing under a poet's guild in the higher grounds of the city.
Appearance: Castor's skin has a softly tanned tone from living on the countryside of the city that he had grown up in, the bridge of his nose and cheekbones usually a light, sunburn tint when he sits out in the courtyard. He has freckles nearly everywhere, sparsely strewn across his nose, cheeks, shoulders, arms and collarbone. A few darker freckles can be found on his face, near his eye and corner of his mouth. His hair is messier and unruly, a large halo of bronzed, golden locks around his head, golden frizz adding even more volume, can tuck behind his ears. Castor's face is quite angled and sturdy, with a smaller face shape, though his features are almost soft and feminine. He has sparse, light brown eyebrows, tawny brown eyes in a wide shape, framed by thick blonde lashes, his gaze almost always far-away or lost in his thoughts, nose is a slim, strong shape. His top lip is much thinner than his bottom one, giving him a permanent pout if it is not already pulled into a soft, dreamy smile, which sometimes reveals the small gap that he has between his front teeth. When embarrassed, Castor's tanned skin can flush easily, giving him a blotchy, pink undertone along his collarbone, shoulders, arms and knuckles. He stands around 5'8, his build lanky, but much more feminine, with small rounded shoulders, not much definition in his chest, sharp collarbones, and wide hips. Calloused fingers and hands that looks slightly out of place on him.
Personality: Soft spoken, a dreamer, appears to be constantly lost in his thoughts rendering him to appear like an airhead. Soulful, artistic and creative, a hopeless romantic. Introverted by nature, softly charismatic, doesn't enjoy speaking up often but has no problem giving his opinion. Quite sedentary, enjoys lounging and quiet conversation, getting to know people beyond the surface. Believes strongly in karma, peaceful, can trust people too easily, falls in love often. Careful with his wording, likes to keep everyone around him happy.
Clothing: Enjoys wearing monochromatic or beige linen, clothing that keeps him comfortable and allows the ocean breeze to cool him in the hot summers of the city. Sports simple sandals or enjoys being barefoot, resulting in calloused feet. Enjoys the weight of silver jewelry, wears multiple medallions across his neck, bangles and rings.
Flaws: Can be quite lazy and would rather stay at home, likes it when thing's come easily to him and is quite discouraged if it does not, not very athletically inclined, clumsy.
Likes: The sound of music and singing, soft speaking, lounging, the heat of the sun, the smell of saltwater, figs, sweet pastries and cakes, honey, courtyards, soft hair, the comfort of holding another, romance novels and poetry, boys.
Dislikes: People that are loud or brash, the bustle of the town, sports or the talk of war, politics, violence.
Other: Castor has had quite a normal life growing up, he lost his mother at a young age, and his father soon after a disease had spread through his city. Most of his life had included spending time around his parents on the countryside or being on his own, which he doesn't mind. He spends a lot of his time in prayer or in poetry, so he is quite educated for what he comes off as.
(ooh stalking! If that's alright?)
(totally fine! Just waiting on @Calanthe character)
Name: Theron Callas
Age: 18 " I'm almost nineteen."
Gender: Male
Sexuality: He not the most open with the question. He believes that he is straight, yet he never has found a girl that he is attracted to, while with the boys who walk past his father's shop, that's a bit different from a story, not that he'd ever admitted it. He's much too afraid of being shunned from his home and by his people.
Occupation/Apprenticeship: Theron had been training since young under his father to be a blacksmith, forging swords, horseshoes, things of that nature. Not that he really wanted to do that. He was much more interested in going to school and learning, but sadly, that wasn't an option for him. His parents couldn't afford to send him to one, and his sisters would be of no use in the shop, so he ended up learning everything there was to know about putting fire, hammers, and metal together. But soon, his carefree days of just learning under his father was over, his father passed away unexpectedly, and Theron was left to manage the shop, his dreams of learning and maybe one day becoming a teacher to young students were over.
Appearance: Theron's hair is a dark brown which he keeps in a short cut for fear of having it somehow catch on fire and burn. He had heard stories of that happening before, and although he didn't exactly believe it, he didn't want it to somehow happen to him. Moving down from his hair to his face, he has a bit of a bump in his nose from when he had gotten into a fistfight with one of the wealthier boys from the town calling him rude names, and just insulting his family. And although he won the fight, he did end up with a broken nose that never did heal right. His skin is a ruddy tan color due to working so close to the fire, or working outdoors, and his body is slightly rippled with muscles, enough to see that they are there, but not too much for him to look like a Roman soldier. All the work with the hammers and different tools around the shop helped him develop and form them, which is sort of helpful and frustrating to him. He likes being able to now lift some of the metal, or tools with ease, but he absolutely hates the attention he gets from some of the girls from the town. His eyes are a light grey color, that always seem to be angry, even when he's happy, his smile never seems to reach his eyes. Other than that, there isn't too much more to say about him. Except his height, that something that Theron is quite proud of, although at times it embarrasses him. He's about 6 foot four, he got that trait from his father, his mother being a mere 4 foot 11. But that's about it when it comes to his appearance.
Personality: He's a bit of a quiet person not exactly having too much to say. He normally tries to avoid people in the village, ashamed about the fact that he really can't read or write, which embarrasses him completely. He hates it when people know of his weaknesses or his problems, he'd rather just ether bottle them all up, or not admit to them, and just act like everything is fine, at least when it comes to him. But when it comes to anyone he cares about he will fight to protect them, which causes him to get into quite a few skirmishes, and things of that nature. He just puts people way before himself, since he normally thinks that that's how it is, he and his family are of a lower rank, and he pretty much feels the need to stay out of the way of anyone above him, or at least tries to.
Clothing: He normally wears a simple tan tunic, or whatever clothes that his mother had made. All of his clothes are very similar, having only three tunics to wear, and all of them the same color since his mother had no money to make dyes for the wool, and knowing that whatever colors she put in wouldn't stay, since his clothes are always being washed due to all the dirt, dust, and ashes due to his work. He also has a few piercings on his left ear, they sort of climb up his ear to the top of it.
Flaws: He never likes to work through his problems, feeling as though they are a bit of a hinderance to him, and makes him feel weak. He never likes to talk about them at all, which is sort of tough, at least to him.
Likes: Theron likes to just spend to spend time by himself, and if he could read, he would do so, but he tries at times. Whenver he can get his hands on a book, he tries to make out the words on the page.
Dislikes: He hates bullies, with a passion, although he avoids most people, he grows angered by the cruel and derrogitory words he hears about other people, his friends, or about himself.
Other: Meh. . .
Ughhhhhhh he is so so good. I have a feeling that him and Castor are going to work perfectly.
Also for plot, I messaged earlier that maybe they have been friends for quite some time since they have both grown up in the same area? Kind of like the Song of Achilles' plot.
I literally just realized that Castor is practically apprenticing for a poet's guild and Theron can't read. All Castor would want to do is read to him all day in the courtyard
SNHDJKADKJD I'm so excited.