forum Private RP w/ Dances_with_Shadows
Started by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group
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@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

I hate you to no end. We're adults, and still in a petty hate relationship. But I am not letting you win this ongoing argument. We even started this competition, where we start going out. We kiss, and hug, and act like lovers. But that's the difficult part, we're not. I owe you twenty bucks if I fall in love with you, and in no way am I loosing that…but good gracious you're really, really hot.

Alright, there's the prompt you said, right? @Dances_with_Shadows

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

Cool, I can get one up, though I will have to tell you it's late, and I gtg in a sec
And like, would the prompt be coming from his thoughts? If you still don't understand, it's really not that big of a deal, and I suck at explaining XD

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

Annnnddd because I gtg, I'll drop the template by:

~Must Fill out~
First Name:
Middle Name:
Last Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Power:
Personality:
~Looks~
Hair:
Face:
Body:
Clothing:
~Extra~
Favorites:
Least Favorites:
Hobbies/Talents:
Weakness:
Strength:
Family:

@ElderGod-kirky group

ohohohoh, I get it now! Um, I'm thinking maybe your characters? mostly because that's how I imagined it lol

And I get it, it's technically late here too but I'll be up for some time. I'll get one up soon

@ElderGod-kirky group

Annnnddd because I gtg, I'll drop the template by:

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First Name: Kasiya
Middle Name: Akil
Last Name: Saliba
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Power: Lightening
Personality: Sarcastic and pessimistic, he has a hard time seeing the good in the world. He follows no one's orders, acting only on his questionable moral compass. He has major trust issues and fears being abandoned by anyone he cares about, so he keeps himself isolated from everyone. He arms himself with a sharp tongue and apathetic mask whenever he's forced to interact with someone, usually getting himself into even more trouble than he already is in. Deep down, he has a soft spot, but even he doesn't know what it is. He's Asexual, demiromantic, so he's not too interested in getting into any sort of relationship that could be considered more than a friendship, but he doesn't necessarily detest the idea—even if he pretends to.
~Looks~
Hair: Full, silky, long black hair that he usually keeps tied up with some chunks that always end up in his face. (kinda like this)
Face: Sharp cheekbones and jawline, thinnish lips (not too thin tho), angular facial shape, uptilted and norrowish black eyes.
Body: 6'5, lean and narrow build with longish limbs, almost giving him a lanky look if he didn't have just enough visible muscle to counteract that. Narrow waist, abs (duh), ropes of visible veins in his arms and a little on the back of his hands. Brown skin. This tattoo on both hands with different symbols in the middle to represent different phrases. This chest/neck tattoo, possibly going a little further up his neck. Old burn scars around his neck and splotches on his chest from being choked by his brother. Most of the scars on his neck are covered by the choker. A simple vertical black band painted on his bottom lip starting at the seal and ending just above the start of his chin (optional, depending on his time and mood).
Clothing: He usually goes for tank-tops and dark jeans, almost always wearing a jacket that is typically left open. Combat-like boots, not cowboy boots. Brow piercing on each brow, stud snake bites on lips, simple choker with a golden version of the Eye of Horus dangling off it. He's not huge on fashion, so whatever fits, really.
~Extra~
Favorites: Anything Egyptian, cats, revenge, adventure.
Least Favorites: Magic, liars, the rich, betrayers/betrayal.
Hobbies/Talents: He knows how to use daggers, can speak Arabic, trouble-making, sleeping.
Weakness: His moral compass is biased and questionable at best, isolates himself too much, is always an ass, which gets him into trouble more often than not, acts/speaks without thinking first, has no qualms with dealing with consequences, gets pissed off with certain things and usually ends up hurting people without meaning to (physically or verbally).
Strength: Good at self-preservation, strong sense of right and wrong, at least to him, loyal, reliable when he cares about you, caring (deep, deep, deep down), can deal with his own consequences with his head held high, isn't shy, strong.
Family: Twin brother, mother, and father. As a child, he was shunned and pushed off to the side for not having magic. His parents wanted magical children, and they got one—his identical twin brother. His brother was a pyromancer. One particular night, he got fed up with how he was being treated and decided to confront his brother. That ended with him getting strangled by his flaming and pissed off brother. Their parents managed to interfere and pull them apart, but he was permanently scarred and forever reminded of his lack of a place in his family. He was tossed out and left to defend himself.

@ElderGod-kirky group

((Thanks! And I can't wait lmao. I should probably clear things up a bit, as I've stated he's magic-less but has lightning powers—later along his life, he ran into his twin again and was offered a deal to protect someone he cared about from said twin. The deal was to undergo a dangerous procedure that would either kill him or give him magic—either way, it's his loss. In exchange for that, the person would be left unharmed and untouched. He agreed, and he's still kinda suffering the mental issues from that after surviving the procedure))

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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First Name: Joanna
Middle Name: Grace
Last Name: Henaghan
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Power:Omnilinguilism: To talk to anyone no matter what language. Transportation: The ability to go from any one place to another in an instant.
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

@ElderGod-kirky group

Kasiya was absolutely fuming as he stormed down the sidewalk, his heavy boots warning fellow pedestrians to get out of his way before they got trampled—if his height didn't already deliver a big enough warning. Redore, his twin, had shown up again. Taunted him, shoved it in his face that he now was a slave to something he hated with a burning passion. He hated himself, now, because of it. Sometimes he wished that procedure had killed him instead. It would be better than living with this thing that still got away from him sometimes. Not only had Redore bragged about that accomplishment at making him miserable, but he had made threats as well.

Hence why he was heading towards the bar where another person he hated worked.

Kas hated a lot of people, but he hated Redore the most, and he didn't want to see anyone else get hurt because of his twin. So while he might hate Joanna, he wanted to make sure she hadn't been touched by his brother. That was the thing about long-time rivals. They grew on you, like parasites or barnacles. Only you could mess with them, no one else.

He spotted the bar and let out a breath to try and calm his temper, then pushed the door open and strolled in like he owned the place. His black eyes instantly darted around in search of Joanna.