forum "In a sea full of people, how did I find you?" (Private O/O)
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(Title will most likely change, I just needed something for now)
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You have the ability to measure how "Dangerous" people are on a scale from 1 to 10 by just looking at them. A normal child would be a 1, while a trained man with an assault rifle might be a 7. Today, you notice the unassuming new kid/person at school/work measures a 10.
(Reboot from a second Roleplay)


Two things, that I ask. (Please read)

  1. If This is romance, I'd prefer straight. Just for the roleplay purposes, I roleplay that way. I promise I don't hate anyone.
  2. I don't want this to be super steamy or anything. Just lax. It can be implied, but I'd really rather not.

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We should probably work the plot out better, but I thought I'd just put the character template there.
I was thinking they might be around High school age? But if you prefer college age or adult, I'll be alright with that.

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So I'm not sure about where but when is they..I guess we're out doing S omthing and bumped into each other? And there relation ship, how about they both like each other secretly and there afraid of saying it? Its also up to you, you know.

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Oh I know, I just wanted to make sure you got your opinion in. :)
If that's the case, then maybe we should do it college age, but maybe not focus on the college bit? That could be more of a side thing, that they both don't have to do. They could be going to two different schools, or something as well. It'll make things more interesting, and it could be mostly later at night.
Just ideas, say so if you don't want to do any of them.

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First Name:Jackson
Middle Name:
Last Name: Krei
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Personality: When he gets nervous he bites his lip. He tends to blush when complimented. When He's home he always works out and watches. With friends, he's friendly, kind of annoying, and a bit secretive. He's kind of a nerd.
~Looks~
Hair: Black
Face: He has an oval face. (Forgot the name but it's when you have 2 different eye colors.) One blue and one yellow. He has blue glasses.
Body: Thin- He is thin yet he has muscles.
Clothing:
Weekends: Black hoodie and blue jeans.
Weekdays: White shirt, Black jeans.
~Extra~
Favorites: Everything.
Least Favorites: Exept dogs and cats, he's allergic.
Hobbies/Talents: Box, paint, and read.
Weakness: If someone makes fun of his dead family he gets red and just leaves, forgetting everything.
Strength: If he is threatened and he has a knife, dagger (exe.) He can kill.
Family: All his family died in a car crash, he was saved.

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First Name: Joanna
Middle Name: Grace
Last Name: Henaghan
Age: 21 (Turning 22, April 3rd)
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Personality: (Sorry it's so long, basically the bold is her overall personality, and the rest is emotional stuff~) A sassy, haughty, but witty and quick thinker always ready to challenge you or catch your attention with her bold and confident attitude. Anger:True to her Zodiac sign, everyone knows when Joanna is angry, her face is red and she's super sharp with her words. Willing to take it out on anyone, she doesn't care if you're the Queen of England. She'll lash out at whoever happens to be nearby to take the blow. Happiness:She calms down a lot, but she's still loud. She'll grab your arm, and drag you along if she's excited to show you something, or run way ahead of you telling you to catch up. Sadness:It comes off like anger, she doesn't like showing this vulnerable side to herself. So she'll most likely be yelling at you until she can get away where she can let her tears fall freely. Fear:Her fears comes through, and you know she's scared. Her breathing quickens, and she sticks by someone's side. Never admitting she is scared. If no one else is around, she'll make on the spot decisions normally rash. Stress:Lots of face rubbing, and fiddling with her hair. She mutters things to herself, over and over the things she has to do and all negative things. She won't let anyone help her, and pushes away any attempts of help. Fluster:Shoving is a high sign she is getting flustered. If she pushes you away, she's trying to find a way to make you stop. Not that she isn't enjoying your teasing, she just doesn't want to feel the fluttery or awkward feeling she's receiving because of it.
~Looks~
Hair: Airy fluffy that hits her mid-back, most of the time it is held up in a pony tail or bun. She side sweeps a section of her hair to make it look like bangs some. Burgundy Red.
Face: She has an oval face shape, with lighter dark circles under her eyes. Thin lips, dark brows, heavy eye makeup. She has wide emerald green eyes, a staple look of hers'. She has a nose stud piercing, and large black earrings flat against her earlobes.
Body: 5'4'', with an Golden Olive color skin tone, Joanna is a pear shaped figure. She has wider hips, and an average chest size. Weighing around 120 pounds. A red mark running up and down her neck, from the bottom of her jaw, almost to her shoulder.
Clothing: Tank tops and flannels, or soft cotton shirts with a hoodie tied around her waist. Ripped jeans or plain black/grey yoga pants. Wool winter She wears fun socks most of the time, mostly of animals, with brown leather strap up ankle boots. Or any type of shoe to make her taller. Work attire: https://www.notebook.ai/plan/characters/878838#clothing_1567008603_panel
~Extra~
Favorites: People, concerts, cardinals
Least Favorites: Quietness, her parents, dry weather
Hobbies/Talents: Puzzle solving, debating, acting, Rollerblading, movie watching, riddles and puzzles
Weakness: Probably her Insomnia, and poor ability to sleep at night. But on a deeper level, her deprivation of love from her parents and 3/4 of her siblings. Just knowing the fact that her family doesn't really love her.
Strength: She's a quick thinker and liar always up with something, maybe after a few seconds of hesitation, but she's got something up her sleeve.
Family: Mother and Father: Pepper, and West.
Her 4 siblings: (In age order) Micha(M), Penny(F), Dylan(M), and Kylee(F). (All but Kylee is older than Joanna)
Her aunt, Cadence, and Her uncle, Scott
Her aunt, Cindy, and Her uncle, Peter
Her single uncle, Holland

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The night was young, lit up by the setting sun spread across the sky. The clouds were painted different hues of blue and pink, some even orange and purple as they hung up high above the buildings. It was a stunning view, almost anyone could enjoy. With the lazy clouds floating by, came the sound of crickets and late night birds starting to come out. Though most of that was covered by the sound of traffic, and people getting ready for Saturday night parties and bar trips.
In the city that never sleeps, right now seemed to be a pretty quiet time. Not many were out on the streets, everyone was getting ready to be somewhere else. Times Square was where Joanna Henaghan was on her way to her job.
Six o'clock would be an odd time to go to work, unless you happened to work at the most popular bar and restaurant in New York. That's where Joanna was headed. Quickly she walked down the sidewalks, glad that almost no one was around. She never liked being trapped in a huge crowd; it made her feel even more small and inconsequential than she was.
The red haired girl only reach five foot four, and often got made fun of for it. Though she never let it bother her. She was too strong headed for that.
As she made her way down the street, tears stung at her eyes as she felt another yawn come on. Thanks to her lack of sleep from the night before, she was beyond exhausted. Dark circles traced her under eyes, lightened by her foundation that smoothed down her face. Her senses weren't as alert per-usual, do to being tired.

So when she read over the numbers hanging above others head, she wasn't exactly taking them in.
Joanna had this odd ability to rate how dangerous someone was. It was on a scale from one to ten, and any average person was probably a four. Taking a look at herself in the mirror, she was an even five. She had never met anyone above an eight in her life, most people looked more dangerous than they were. And vice versa.
Though it made things hard, when the type of danger wasn't announced.
Joanna continued down the sidewalk, sighing softly as she fumbled a bit while trying to get to work. Everything was seemingly so much different at night, it was strange. The world seemed to change, at least to Joanna. And she had a feeling, this was going to be a much more eventful night than she had planned.

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Jackson would look at the sky, not paying attention to anything. The sky was butifull. He'd realized that he was thirsty, and was on his way home. He'd see a bar that was a few blocks away. He was going to pass it anyways so why not go? He'd look up, enjoying the butifull sight. He'd bump into a guy who looked to be drunk. "HEY WATCH IT KID!" He'd shove Jackson to the floor.
Jackson would get up and punch the guy in the face. "The hell is your problem.." The guy would return the punch, right in his face. He'd fall to the ground. He'd get a nose bleed. "You son of a- idiot!" He'd puch the guy once more knoking him out. He'd look down and sigh. A perfectly good white shirt covered in blood..what a way to end a day.. He'd continue to walk to the bar. Eventually he got there and sat down. Ofcourse he was wearing a sweater now, not wanting to attract attention to himself. He'd sigh, putting his head down.

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Joanna pulled the door open to the bar, strutting in with more confidence than she actually had. She knew quite a lot of people that came here, and they always expected her to be quite outgoing. So that's the mask she pulled on.
With a fake smile, and a phony personality, she nodded and greeted a bunch of the regular bar tenders with a smile. "Hey Jonathan!" She hummed out, pecking his cheek before going to tie an apron around her waist.
"Looks like Jo-jo is here. I'm heading out then, night guys." A bright eyed girl said, tossing the apron over her arm. "Good luck."
Joanna nodded, pulling her hair up and rolling her sleeves back. "Night Cass, enjoy your date." Jonathan nodded waving off as Cassida walked off.
Everything seemed to come alive after Joanna walked through the door. The employees seemed friendly, and more relaxed then before. It was just an odd talent Joanna had.
Quickly attending all of the customers she could, Joanna came up to a younger looking male. "Hey sir, can I get an ID check real quick?" She asked politely, cocking her hip as she held the pen to the paper. Her smile never dropped, it seeming to look genuine.
But it wasn't.
As She stood there, a sense of panic rose up in her after asking the question. This wasn't good. Whoever this was, she really didn't want to make him angry.
He was a number ten.

On the outside she stayed cool and collected, on the inside she was panicking and feeling awfully sick. This man could possibly kill her. Boy she hoped he had an ID, she didn't want to make him mad…

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Jackson raised his head. "Oh? Ok..it's in my wallet.." He'd take out the wallet, and the ID. He'd put it on the table. "Here it is.." He'd say coughing. "Just a beer…" He'd look at her and smile. "So Joanaa..People must like you..they always talk about you..I'll call you.. Jo-Jo.." He'd smirk taking his ID back.

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Taking an extra careful look at the name, she nodded lightly before turning to get him a drink. "Well, sir, I guess I've just got that kind of personality. It's not really that special." Joanna shrugged slightly, turning to set his drink on the bar counter in front of him.
Her heart was beating hard in her chest, and she tried to keep from squirming uncomfortably. Carefully, she slid the drink up to him with a light smile.
"Rough night, I'm guessing?" She hummed, writing down his order after sliding it over to him. "I always like to have an alcohol based float after a long night. I'd suggest trying it, it's not as bad as it sounds."
Turning on her heel, she poured herself a shot of bourbon to sip on over the course of the next little bit. It was too tempting not to have anything, so she kept it slow going.
"Though, I'd hate to hear what people say about me. It can't ever be good." She insisted. Glancing over to the dark haired Jonathan she watched as he filled glasses to the brims with the addicting substance.
"Well, with a few exceptions." Humming under her breath, she slowly sipped the drink. She needed to get back to work, but she wasn't about to walk away from the most dangerous guy in the room. Not a chance.
Sighing weakly, she leaned back on the edge of the counter with a slight smirk. "Sometimes it could be for good. But majority says otherwise."

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"Don't call me sir…" He'd take a sip of the beer and sigh. " Jackson Krei's my name..Call me Jack..I'll tell ya what..Don't call me sir…and I won't bother you.." He'd put his hood on sipping on the beer. Somthing had crossed his mind..family…He'd Finnish the beer and look at her. "Here's a tip.." He'd take out his wallet and put it on the table. "Use it wisely, Its the only $100 I'll ever give to this place." He'd smile and start to walk out. He'd stop.The drunk man was there..Waiting for him. "Um..Jo-Jo..This place got a back door..?" The guy would walk in and punch him in the face. "DUDE I SAID SORRY! " Jackson punch him to the floor and run out yelling " SEE YA NEXT TIME JO-JO!"

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The whole thing happened so quickly, she didn't know what to do. She had a hundred dollars in her hand, and just watched the young man beat down a drunkard double his size. It was as if she was frozen in place.
From the nickname, to the yelling, she had no idea what to do. So she pocketed the cash, and ran up to the drunk man with a frown on her face. He had a 3 dangling above his head, causing Joanna to sigh softly as she bent down to help the bleeding man. "Are you alright sir?" Joanna asked, glancing out the window behind him.
The older man wasn't knocked out, just down on the floor. With the relief of that, she helped him up before turning to her fellow employees. "I'm going after him." She said quickly, not giving anyone the chance to respond as she ran out of the door.
When she had her mind set, only the force of a god had a chance to stop her. Especially now, even that was questionable.
Joanna was off in a sprint, even though her shoes were slipping from under her feet. It was stupid, but if she ever wanted a shot at her hoped career choice, this was her big break. "Jackson!" Joanna screamed out, trying to find where he had went.

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Jackson would catch some breath and sit on a bench. "What a night.." He'd yawn and lay down on the bench, looking at somthing on his phone. He'd hear her and jolt up. Huh..she's close.. "Jo-Jo! I'm here! He'd yell out. He'd see her and run to her. "Sorry 'bought that..that guy was just some unfinished bissnus.."

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Face flushed and her chest heaving, she rested one hand on both of her hips. She was pretty mad right now.
"Y-you just punched a guy… and ran away!" Joanna sputtered, still trying to catch her breath. Her throat was sore from trying to inhale sharp breaths of cool air. Every breath she took hurt, causing her to wince just slightly.
"I don't understand, you…" Pausing for a second, she made herself breath heavily. "You just vitally hurt a man. Isn't there a much simpler way to handle that situation?" She asked softly, her heavy breathing starting to relax.
"And please don't call me Jo-jo."
Her normally pale face was still a simple shade of pink, setting off her rounder face. Her green eyes were bright, as she looked at him as if she were his mother. "We just met, and you slammed a guy to the ground at my job…"
Her head was starting to pound, as she stood there trying to figure out what had just happened. She pinched the bridge of her nose, trying not to let her thoughts get to her.
"That's not a great way to make friends, you know." She huffed, hand still on her hip as she attempted to talk some sense into Jackson.

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He'd smirk. "Fine..Joanna..and that guy..started with me..and..-" He'd stop talking. What should i say.. He'd think. " I did nothing to him Joanna…He started..and your kind of pissing me off.." He'd look down and Sigh. He'd take off his sweater and his white shirt that was stained with blood was open. "Damb..its So hot.." Why does this always happen… "Joanna..I'm going home..don't bother me.." He'd say in an angry tone, just pissed off.

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"Hold on, you're not allowed to start with me." She said sharply, holding on to his arm. "This is unacceptable." Her confidence was holding strong, along with her own anger. Joanna was not happy with this guy in the slightest.
"You don't get to be angry. I don't care that he started with you, he could've been the one at fault for physical abuse if you didn't hit back." She insisted, not registering how stupid this could be. Her thoughts were shut down, and she was only using actions.
Her face grew more and more red, noting the blood streaking down his shirt. "He could have been charged with something, but now you can be charged with the same thing. I could call the cops, and have you arrested Jackson Krei." She snapped, letting go of his arm.
"I know what I'm doing. So don't think I don't."
Crossing her arms over her chest, her face still displayed anger. "But I'm not gonna call the cops. Unless necessary. So I suggest you sit your ass down until you chill out."
Her heart pounded heavily in her chest, and her jaw was clenched. She held her senses on high alert to keep from him knocking her out on the New York streets. If anything, she knew this town like that back of her own hand. A police station was just down the block, and a hospital two streets down. So she wasn't worried.
She also had a sneaking suspicion that her best friend Jonathan had probably followed her, and would be here to help her out when needed.
"Are you gonna sit, or try and run away?"