forum I CAN'T sleep... (One on one) (Open)

Started March 05, 2019 by Deleted user

tune

So basically my character is insomniac.

Hm, sounds interesting!

Yay! Let me get a template.

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Style:
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Background:
Other:

Name: Lee Wilkerson
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: He's a slightly below average, stocky young man with murky hazel eyes that seem to shift colors in different lighting. His hair, long overdue for a haircut, is almost never brushed, as he prefers to let his pillow to do the work for him
Style: He mainly wears athletic clothing, despite never actually doing any sports. T-Shirts, Hoodies, basketball shorts, and sweatpants, essentially.
Personality: He has a very rough exterior. Very blunt and honest, to the point where it's insulting to some. But, with the job he works (we'll get there in a second), a kind, sweet personality gets your ass kicked. Secretly, he just wants to cuddle.
Likes: People that are as honest as him, and dog. He loves dogs.
Dislikes: Whiners and overly dramatic people
Background: Classic sob story, ya know, Mom died, Dad drank and beat him, the usual bad boy story, right? Wrong. That's not how he wants to be labeled. Not the bad kid, not the night club bouncer. He just wants to be Lee. Sadly, with his general lack of education outside of high school, nothing can arise to peel that label from him. His mom, if anything, taught him to sing and play guitar, two skills that admittedly don't do much for him right now,, but he feels like he can get out of the gutter and make some money off of it.
Other: He can play guitar and sing, although both aren't spectacular. He will blink a lot when he is confused or sad, a horrible habit he's been trying to kick for years to no avail.

Sorry for taking so long! I had to grind it out

Name: Landry
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Appearance: Long black hair. she has bluish grey eyes. she has pale skin. more of a skinny body but not too skinny.
Style: black skinny jeans and a black hoodie. usually wears black combat boots but on occasion wears converse. has her left ear pierced.
Personality: Bipolar, Emo
Likes: Ukeleles, looking at art, and kind people
Dislikes: Abusive people, bullies, fights in general from experience, and Really big groups. (Small ones are ok.)
Background: Her parents died when she was 15. The last words she said was from a horrible fight with them
Other: Plays a uke a lot

Oh, well they both like music! The only thing they have in common, lmao

Oof

This'll be interesting! Now, who would you like to start?

You can if you wan't

((Alrighty!
Lee shivered slightly as a cold night breezed rolled down the mostly deserted street, looking down at his clothes as he sat on the stool just outside the bar's door. Maybe a T-Shirt wasn't the best idea, he thought, inspecting the way the light from the neon sign fell across his arms, discoloring his pale white with stripes of green, blue and red. "Man, why do I have to be out here…" he mumbled to himself. "There isn't even an-" his sentence was cut short by two men stumbling theri way out of the nightclub, one bigger and one smaller. The bigger one immediately took a swipe at the other, knocking the poor guy to the ground. "Hey, hey, hey!" Lee called out, standing up, "Take that shit off of the business, 'ight?" He shook his head as the bigger guy walked off, leaving the obviously intoxicated smaller man on the ground. I don't get paid enough for this, he thought as he pulled the guy up on to his feet and giving him a gentle shove to jumpstart his journey. "Take care," he mumbled, sitting back down on his stool with a sigh.

Landry walked up to the bar and stared. "This one looks decent…Maybe I can come here when I feel the need to drink." She walks past it looking quite pale.

He saw the girl stop and stare at the bar, blinking rapidly. "A little sketchy….?" He rubbed his face, giving himself a light slap to try to wake himself up.

"O-Oh sorry…hehe…I didn't mean to look sketchy…" She nervously laughs.

"Shit, you could here me? My bad," Lee said, tilting his head.

"Yeah…" Landy yawns a little.

"You gonna go inside, or just stand out here getting paler?"

"I'm just heading home…"

He shrugged. "Have a good night, then."

"Doubt it." I walk off.

He rubbed his nose, watching her go with an amused smile. At least she's honest.

She falls but picks herself back up.

He snorted, shaking his head. He then watches as two men leave the bar, both of them leaning against each other for balance.

She sits down and yawns.