So hey guys! I’m back from yet another mental breakdown, but hey, I’m back and ready for romance!!!! So, I had an idea for a romance where two people go to a party, hit it off, then the party gets crashed by the police, and they get handcuffed together, and make a run for it, only to be stuck with each other due to the mentioned handcuffs. I don’t know, I just think it could be a funny cute type thing, so just let me know if you’re interested ^^
(I did one like this a little while ago
Could I join)
(May I use this idea for a O/O? I’ll credit you ^-^)
((Yes ^^ Of course you can join!! And sure- I don’t mind at all if you use the idea!! ^^))
(do you have a template
can I be female)
((Yes! I do have a template, I’ll get it up in just a second! And yes, you can be a female- do you want it to be a straight relationship then, or what’s your preference??
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(I don't mind
I literally already have a character)
((Okie dokie ^^ I’ll just play a guy then ^^ and sounds good!))
ame: Jessica “Jessie” Rae Barnes. Don’t call her Jessica. Or do. Death wish for you.
She doesn’t like people calling her Jessica since only her mother and Noah really called her that. Even her father and Jaxon called her Jessie, as with the rest of her family.
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Jessie has smooth skin that is a pale tan; Butt-length medium-dark brown hair with blue highlights. It’s the length it is so it covers her scars; Lime green eyes that hide so much hurt and pain; Small blue rose tattoo on her back (same positioning, imagine it’s blue and much smaller (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/1184/2886/files/42-Amazing-flower-tattoos-for-women_1024x1024.jpg?v=1479187161))
Style: Jessie will wear either what’s comfortable or what is available at the time. Typically something similar to ripped jeans (mostly dark grey), white t-shirt, red plaid jacket and pale blue converses. The only thing that she will never be seen without is a necklace with a terrarium pendant that has a blue rose inside of it (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0678/2841/products/bluerose_-_Copyvg_grande.jpg?v=1471125024). It’s a constant reminder of Noah so that she will never forget him.
Personality: Jessie likes to cover her past with her personality. She can be extremely sensitive, but it doesn’t show much. She’s upbeat, has a can-do attitude, happy-go-lucky, confident
Likes: Adrien (second best friend), Alya (best friend), Noah, Jaxon, Natalie, her mother, singing, song writing, guitar
Dislikes: Her father. Her father. Her father. Her father. Also alchohol
Background: Jessie hides a past that very few people will know. I’ll take it in sections.
Jessie was the oldest child of 4. Her father was abusive, and she often took beatings without a word with the promise from her father that her siblings wouldn’t be hurt. This has left many scars on her back that she tries to cover with her hair.
Jessie’s mother wasn’t safe from beatings either. She suffered them for 15 years (since Jessie was born) before dying shortly after Jessie’s youngest sibling was born.
Jessie and siblings, in order: Jessie (f, 17); Noah (m, 15); Jaxon (m, 8); Natalie (f, 3).
Jessie and Noah were extremely close before Jaxon came along and even after, having the nickname of ‘Two Peas in a Pod’. Noah was Jessie’s gay little brother with an obsession with blue roses. Shortly before Natalie’s birth, Noah died. The family was having a nice day at the lagoon. Noah was slightly afraid of the water and wouldn’t go any deeper than his waist. It didn’t help that he couldn’t swim either. Being the rebels they were, the two teens went up to the cliff edge. Noah was mostly there for moral support, but was accidentally pushed over the edge. Jessie dove right in after him, but by the time she dragged him onto the shore, he was gone.
About one and a half years ago, Jessie’s father died. Gang murder apparently. Not that she cared. She and her siblings were free of him and given into the care of their mother’s sister, who was the kindest person in the world. She was even willing to move into their house so the three Barnes kids wouldn’t have to move all the way to Florida to live with her, which was hours away from where they currently lived and where everything they’d ever known was.
Other: Jessie visits her mother’s and Noah’s grave once a week, taking red dahlias for her mother and blue roses for Noah.
(sorry it was easier for me to copy+paste)
((Oh don’t worry about it!! Here’s my boy lol- sorry for the delay
Name:Alex
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi
Personality: Timid, shy, tries to break out of his shell, awkward, stands up for his friends, blushy
Appearance/Looks: Messy black hair, blue eyes, mischievous look about him Occupation/Job: Waiter
Talents/Hobbies: musically gifted, reading
Other?: not really
Sorry he’s a wip xD
(I made her older
Also you start)
()Okie dokie! Sounds good))
Alex walked around the crowded room, not quite sure what to do with himself. Flashing lights, lots of people, drugs, alcohol, these things weren’t him. Yet here he was. His best friend invited him to the party, but two seconds after getting in the door he ran off and started making out with some girl. He felt a slight twinge of jealousy at how carefree his friend was- and at the fact he wouldn’t be leaving alone tonight. With a can of something in one hand, he shook his head, and made his way to a corner and sat down, watching everyone else have fun. He let his thoughts wander, and lost touch with himself as the music pounded on.
Jessie walked into the party with Alya. "Alcohol?! Really, Alya?!" She yelled above the music.
"Live a little, Jessie! Have some fun!" Alya yelled back, running off with her boyfriend. Jessie sighed angrily and walked to the bar to grab a coke.
Alex continued staring off into space, until he was jolted back into reality by someone bumping into him. As he pulled himself back together, he saw a girl walk past him on her way to the bar. He was instantly aw struck, thinking she was beautiful. He was close to going after her, but stayed put, knowing he wouldn’t have a chance with her, and she was more than likely already taken.
"Adrien!" Jessie laughed, seeing her best friend on bar duty. "You're working on the bar?!"
"Yeah! I'm friends with the person who put the party on, and they asked me if I could man the bar!" Adrien replied. They had to shout above the music. "Can I hit you up with anything?!"
"Yeah! Diet coke!"
Seeing the girl still standing there, Alex finally decided to try and go after her. He got up and pushed his way through the crowd of people. He finally reached her. He paused, knowing this was his last chance to back out, to let himself change his mind. He wouldn’t let someone else slip by without a fight. “Ex- excuse me?” He asked, trying to get her attention, without seeming rude.
Jessie turned from talking to Adrien to see a shy looking guy standing behind her. "Um… Hi?" She asked.
“Oh, hi, uh,” he hadn’t thought this part though. “Hi, well, you don’t know me, I mean, we don’t know each other, I’m not a stalker- and!” His face turned bright red and he covered it with his hands for a second. He then took a deep breath, looked up and said, “Hi, I’m sorry, I’m Alex, and I meant to say that I think you’re really really pretty.” He ran a hand through his hair to get rid of the anxiousness creeping through him.
Jessie blushed. She stole a look from Adrien before replying. "Thanks, Alex. I'm Jessie. You're kinda cute."
His eyes widened from what she said, but he quickly pulled himself back together and said, “It’s really nice to meet you Jessie! Do you mind if I, well, stick around for a little while? If you don’t want me too I’ll leave, but, you just, seem like a nice person.” His blush deepened a shade.
"I might seem like a nice person," Jessie drawled. "But what happens when you get to know me?" She was purposefully being secretive and slightly put-offy.
He paused for a moment, trying to think of the best way to respond. “Well, in my opinion, no one is perfect, and although we all may have images we project for others, who we truely are is just who we truly are. Some of us may be nicer than others, and that’s just that. It’s more or less who or what they value, or their actions, that matter most… That’s more or less why I want to get to know you better, so I have more to go off other than a first glance judgement.” He looked down suddenly. “Sorry, I ramble a lot..”
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