forum Modern Day Romeo and Juliet (Stalkers welcome)

Started March 14, 2019 by @PrettyLittlePyro

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The tattoo one seemed kinda cool lol

Cool!

Name: Juliet Capulet
Age: 17(in the og, she's like thirteen, but I refuse to write a relationship like that…)
Gender: Female
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/764697211708279221/ Has a tangle of roses and thorned vines climbing up her left leg, and a starry night sky scene on her right shoulder blade. Is about 5'7.
Usual Outfit: Black cropped tops, high waisted jean shorts, and sandals. Partly to show off her tattoos. Has a necklace with a thin silver chain, and a small silver rose pendant.
Personality: Flirty and fun loving, a bit of a thrill seeker. Family is incredibly important to her, despite how stifling they can be. So despite her rebellious ways, she still goes back to them in the morning.
Strengths: She's a decent fighter, and strong willed. Has an incredibly good menu.
Weaknesses: Kids, and her mother. Anything to do with her freshman year English teacher sends her into a panic attack. Her memory skips from time to time, so there's no telling what she'll remember, and what she wont.
Likes: Flirting, having fun, a good fight, drinking, kids, high places, and dangerous things.
Dislikes: Montagues, being alone with older men, and small spaces/
Favorite…
• Color(s): Red, pink.
• Food/Drink: Cranberry Sprite, and cannoli.
• Movie/TV Show: Horror movies, and romantic comedies. The Twilight Zone is her favorite t.v. show.
• Songs/Artists: Hymn by Kesha. P!nk, rock music, and show tunes are some of her less specific favorites.
• Sport: Ice hockey
• Animal: Sharks
• Item: Her necklace, a gift from her father before he passed.
• Place to be: Anywhere up high, but more specifically the roof of the local library.
• Activities: Singing, dancing, getting into fights, and flirting.
• Season: Autumn
• Number: 8
Hobbies: Singing, dancing, getting into fights, and flirting. Getting into trouble and writing music. Designing tattoos.
Talents: Tattoo design, a beautiful voice, and is great in a fight.
Other: Smoker.

Do I need to make a character form too or…

If you want.

Kk, I'll make one in school

Eyyyyyy g'morning!

Wassup

Bump?

Who wants to start?

Do you want me to? I'm good with whatever.

Sure, if you want to.

((Skskskksk that's so unhelpful. I'm not sure how you wanted this to start, so…?))

Juliet sipped her frap as she sat on the park bench, sketchbook open on her lap. Her pencil was tapping rhythmically as she tried to find some spark of inspiration, but she was all out. Nothing interesting had happened lately, and she hadn't really felt anything, either. And most of her creativity stemmed from emotions, so she was basically screwed.

"Mate, you're staring at her again," Jason said.
Romeo blushed and looked away from the figure on the bench. "Sorry." He grabbed his skateboard and stood up. "Come on."

The worst part for Juliet was the deadline. This design was supposed to be for some tattoo convention her family would be at, but why they chose her? She had absolutely no clue. She groaned, leaning back against the bench and looking at the sky. How am I supposed to figure this out? I can't let mom down.

Romeo went back to skating, but he couldn't keep his mind off of that girl. It got to the point that he wasn't looking where he was going and ran into a ten year old on a scooter. After apologizing a million times, he went back to his friends, who were cracking up.

The sound of laughter brought her out of the daydream she had been lost in, and she looked down at a group of guys her age. One in particular caught her eye. Romeo Montague, her supposed-to-be archnemesis, and secret schoolgirl crush. She didn't like him though, just his aesthetic. Or at least, that's what she kept trying to convince herself.

Romeo managed to get the girl out of his mind for a bit and fun with his friends until Jason nudged. "Dude, she's staring at you." He glanced back and saw that she was, indeed, looking at him. But she probably wasn't looking at him. Maybe one of his friends, or even staring into space. But why would she look at him? He was nobody special.

Bad decisions were Juliet's thing, which is why she found herself tucking the sketchbook into her bag and grabbing her drink, before making her way over to the group. "What are you boys up to today?" She asked, a flirty smile on her face.

Romeo blushed scarlet and quickly turned his head away. Then, looking back, he said, "What does it look like, Capulet? Or are you blind as well as ugly?" He winced inwardly as he said that. His parents had forbidden him to talk to her unless it was an insult. Honestly, he thought it was stupid, the hatred of the two families, but he couldn't say anything nice. They would always find out.

"Oof, ouch. Such a hurtful insult, Montague." Juliet shot back, resting her elbow on the shoulder of one of Romeo's friends. Jack, right? I think so… She could have just mentioned the fact that she actually was visually handicapped, and wearing contacts at this exact moment, but where was the fun in that? "If that's really the best you got, this won't last very long."

He snorted. "I wasn't trying. Now why don't you go home and keep coloring your 'pretty' pictures?" He shrugged and walked away, calling for his friends behind him.
Jason caught up to him. "Dude, what was that?"
"Family rivalry," was all Romeo said, but Jason got it.
"I can set you up with her if you want."
Romeo shrugged. "It's no use. She will say no. She hates me. It's just a crush."

"Well, that was a bust." Juliet said, mostly to herself. There was a twinge of hurt at his words, but she stomped it down. He'd managed to touch on a sore spot, even, despite how horribly he had done it. She was running out of inspiration, had been since…since her dad had died. There were only a few more things to try, so she headed off to the library.

Romeo was ashamed of himself, but he couldn't do anything about it. And as he lay in his bed that night, staring at the ceiling, he thought about what he had said to Jason. He wished that she liked him, but there was no way that she would like him now, not with what he said to her.

Juliet had spent hours in the library, pouring over art books and fairytales and anything that could possibly help. Now though, as she sat on the roof of the same building, staring up at the night sky, she couldn't keep her mind off of Romeo for some reason. She couldn't help but wonder if, had their families not despised each other, they might have been friends. Or at least able to tolerate the sight of each other.