I recently listened to the musical Be More Chill and I've been feeling a bit inspired to do a role play partly based on a song from it. The song is called Michael in the Bathroom
So in the idea charater A is the kind of 'Michael' character. They don't like the party or even they were invited to with their best friend. However, said best friend basically ditches character A. They get anxious in crowds without someone they know. So they go to hide in the bathroom. Another person, character B, hears some sort of breakdown from character A or they just realize that someone's been in the bathroom for a super long time. They go and investigate and it goes whatever direction from there
If something doesn't make sense, feel free to ask. And if it's okay with you I'd prefer to be character B.
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-Swearing is totally fine
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(Of course! Is there anything that needs to be cleared up?)
(Pardon me, but what do you mean by cleared up? I'm low-key stupid.)
(Lol I mean do you have any questions regarding the idea, or characters, or anything else :)
(Aaa yes I do, thank you. Is there a certain way my character is expected to act? :o)
(The only thing kinda expected is that they aren't a fan of being in crowds alone or being around people they don't really know. That's why they're hiding in the bathroom. But that's it.)
(Alright, you got a character sheet for me to fill out or should we just jump right in?)
(I'll get a character sheet up in just a minute.)
Name:
Age(16-18):
Gender, pronouns:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Clothing Style:
Personality:
Other:
(Is it okay if I post my character tomorrow? I have to get up early.)
(That's totally okay, I think I'll be doing the same actually.)
(Hey, I know we're already in a roleplay together, but world you mind doing another one of these? Because y e s)
( @Caustic-Fraust-Is-The-Pokemon-Champion I do not mind at all! I'll start one and we can get started there :)
Aaa I hope this is fine. He goes by Sasha rather than Alex/Alexander.
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Name: Alexander Hammond
Age(16-18): 17
Gender, pronouns: Male, he/him
Sexuality: Bisexual, no apparent lean.
Appearance: Standing at 5'6", Sasha's slim figure isn't very intimidating-he's more like a dog than anything with his wide, down-turned brown eyes and attentive posture. His skin is a light shade of brown dusted with freckles, which makes his wavy hair seem slightly darker than it is. When in public, Sasha keeps his medium-length hair down, but he prefers to wear it up when alone or at home.
Clothing Style: Skinny jeans, Converse, and any Hawaiian shirt he can find. Most of his clothes have ugly/weird patterns or clashing colors. Must always have a hairtie on his wrist in case of an emergency or if he needs to fidget with something.
Personality: A passionate guy driven by his emotions. Can't stand being left alone with people be doesn't know, as it overwhelms him to the point of a total breakdown. Generally pretty quiet around people (especially strangers) and has a hard time opening up to others. Meanwhile, friends & family get to enjoy his loud nature and innuendos to the point of annoyance.
Other: Sasha is weirdly flexible and has been known to hide in tight/inaccessible spaces to avoid people. Has a strange affinity for birds and himbos.
(I love him!! Sorry this is so late lol. Do you have any more questions or anything?)
(It's no problem that you responded late considering I'm even later. Who'll be starting?)
(It would make sense for you to start since your character is the one that goes and hides, but I can start if you'd rather.)
(Ah, I'm fine starting. Here we go :D)
Where did Kyle go? Where could he have possibly gone in the span of a minute? Sasha had taken his eyes off his friend for one minute, only to be left alone among a group of strangers. It wasn't even his idea to go to the party-Kyle had bribed him with an offer he couldn't refuse: $50 cash and freedom to borrow whatever he wanted from his game collection.
He felt like people were watching him, perhaps even talking about him. What really did it was when a group of shady-looking people began pressuring him to play some game of truth or dare-or maybe it was spin the bottle? Sasha was too busy tearing up and shaking like a leaf to pay attention. Everything became sort of a blur as he rushed towards the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind him.
"Alright, where am I gonna cry in here?" he asked himself, trying not to have a total breakdown right away. "Under the sink should do nicely."
So Sasha did exactly what he did best-hid in the cramped spot under the sink so he could cry, regardless of how uncomfortable it was. His sobs started out soft, eventually becoming loud enough to be heard from outside the bathroom if somebody were really listening, which he really hoped nobody was.
(Sorry for how long that was. I've recently been getting in the habit of writing whole books instead of replies OvO)
(It's all good lol. Mine may not be as long but who knows, I surprise myself sometimes :)
Eugene had been invited by the host of the party, as they were good friends. Although, he wasn't really one for parties. Ending up sitting against the wall and out of the way somewhere, he was able to see a lot more and observe everything from outside of the mass of people. Often, at least one thing unwanted happened, whether someone gets hurt or someone starts a fight or whatnot. Gene took it upon himself to make sure nothing completely terrible happened. Of course, there was nothing he could do about the people that had broken out the alcohol, but maybe he'd be able to prevent some of the things that it later affected.
Back to Eugene sitting against the wall, he had started scrolling through his phone. He was already getting bored. Feeling a rush of air go past him, he looked back just in time to see the bathroom door close. Of course, he didn't think much of it