I would like to do some good ol' fashioned monster love with my character
Invalid Character -Valentina
Rules
3 lines or more, no one liners!
Must be an experienced roleplayer
Must have a character link or a template,whether you have your own or use my simple one i don't care
i can do any thing but if you have any triggers lemme know
I have prompts anda template if anyone is interested!
May I?
Yes of course! Do you have a character?
Yuppers!
May I request a template?
(Why did I actually use good grammar?)
Indeed you may. It's pretty basic. Feel free to add anything!
Name:
Nickname(s):
Age:
Sexuality:
Looks:
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Hobbies:
Other:
Name: Angel Fairbrooke
Nickname(s): Ang, Angie
Age: 14 (I can change it to 16 if you want.)
Sexuality: Pan
Looks: Rainbow dyed hair (red to pink) falling over her right eye and stopping just below her shoulder blades. She stands at 4'10 with pale skin and glitter dotting her face and shoulders like freckles. Her visible left eye is a bright baby blue. Is usually wearing baggy clothing or a tank top and shorts with a sweater around her waist.
Personality: Shy but once she gets to know someone she shows her crazy side. Pretty sweet unless provoked. Isn't really one to judge so long as you're not rude to her or her friends.
Likes: Animals, nature, arts and music.
Dislikes: Large crowds, flashing lights and falling.
Hobbies: Drawing, singing, swimming and playing video games.
Other: She is a Lilith and will go through a metamorphosis. (More will be said in rp)
(How's this?)
(definitely make her older. Also Valentina is straight)
(Ah, okie. Is 16 old enough? Also if she's genderfluid, does that count?)
(hmmm. Sure! Also it's really cool to see some more Genderfluid presentation. I'm Genderfluid myself so if you have any questions just ask)
(Will do!)
(So, you got a starter or prompt?)
(oh yeah sorry! Here let me send a few over)
(Kk)
Person A: “Are you seriously telling me that you never realised I’m a vampire?”
Person B: “I’m sorry ok? I thought you were just really into the aesthetic!”
“Could you show a little human decency for once?”
“I’m not human, remember?”
Peering up at your flatmate, you tried not to fidget nervously, offering them a small sheepish smile. You were in trouble.
“They …followed me home?” You said hesitantly, the excuse coming off more as a question than a statement.
Staring blankly at you, they sighed loudly, stepping into the flat fully as they nudged the door shut behind them and absently locked it. Taking in the sight of you sitting on the floor with your arms full of kitten sized dragons, they finally just dropped their things and groaned loudly in exasperation.
Blushing, you could only watch as they rubbed at their face tiredly, ignoring the tiny purple dragon currently attempting to climb up to your face, little claws digging into you slightly through your shirt.
“There’s no way I can convince you to take them back to where ever you got them from, is there?” Your flatmate asked you dryly, warily watching as a particularly plump little dragon waddled over to try and play with a loose thread on their pants.
(Valentina being the other flat mate walking in on the dragon hoard)
A: You’re so stupid.
B: I’m not stupid. I’m pure Evil. I’m the night.
A: A dumb dark dork, that’s what you are. Now get off the counter and put down that blanket.
B: It’s not a blanket, It’s my cape. And I’ll do it, but because I want to, and not because you told me to.
A: Of course, oh great lord of all darkness. Would you like some hot chocolate?
B: With whipped cream?
A: Of course
B: Oh! And Sprinkles too!
A: The Mighty Lord Of Darkness has a sweet tooth, huh? And here I thought someone as evil as you wouldn’t want sprinkles on his whipped cream
B: Shut up
(Valentina is person B)
The dragons. The dragons is so fucking accurate XD
Yeeeeeeeeesssssssssss
So, is that how we start? Or do you have a different starter?
I don't really have a starter so we could use that, unless you have one?
Eh, not really. Do we continue off of that? Or do we wanna take turns typing it out.
Nop we just continue from there.
"Look at them! They're so cute!" Angel squealed, petting the three dragons in his lap. "I've already given them names!" He pointed to each one as he spoke. "The purple is Mondu, the blue is Kaitlyn, the yellow is Layla, and the pink one by your feet is Spirro."
(Pronounced Spearo)
Valentina looked down at her feet, and then up at Angel. Her heavy and thick accent came through in clear disgust. "Get. These creatures. Out of here. I will NOT have baby dragons shitting on my head in my sleep, getting into the cabinets, and destroying our couch. If you have forgotten we are in college. Which means we are over paying for knowledge most of the world probably knows. And you bring in baby. Dragons. Which will grow fast. And mean. And hungry. Cute or not I want them gone." She said all of this while putting away food, Spirro clinging to her leg before she plucked it off and set it on the floor.
Angel let out a whine and gave his roommate the best puppy eyes he could muster. "Please, please, let them stay!" he begged. "The old man said they're already housebroken. He also said no refunds." He said the last part as swiftly as he could.
"Well of course no refunds…I have a very close family friend who could take them instead Angel." She then looked into his eyes, and her pink eyes softened around the edges. "Fine. They can stay. BUT. You're taking care of them. I want no part of the little rascals. Hey! Quit biting my shoe string." She said the last part while looking down, nudging one of them away. She huffed, and looked up again at Angel. "And I mean complete care. Do you even know HOW to take care of a dragon? When to feed them? Potty training? Where they even GO potty? And then of course all dragons breath something. Fire, magic, electricity, ice, etcetera etcetera. And then of course beds, and all those food and water dishes. And once they learn how to breath you'll have to train them how to control it." She said this with a firm nod, ripped open a package of chicken tenders, and set it on the ground, watching all the dragons race toward it and begin to feast. "I forgot we already had a package of chicken in the freezer. That's the only time I'm feeding them." (All of those complaints and 'you're doing it alone' ARE LIES! LIEEEEESSSSSSS)
He put his hand on his chest in mock offense. "Of course I know how to care for them." Then he pulled a huge book out of his bag to prove his point. "It's got everything from their natural habitats, to what kinds of bugs like to live in their scales, to what kinds of saddles to get if you decide to train them for riding." He looked up at Val, feeling proud that his obsession with Mythics had finally paid off.