A high school romance but things aren’t really as it seems.
Most families in the town of St. Aimes have always had some kind of supernatural ability. They pride in their skills and powers, most people passing through life with no problems.
Children start to show abilities when they’re around the age of ten. But what happens when a new student starts at Warridale High with no powers? A transfer from out of town who has no clue what the people here are.
But when they meet a student who doesn’t have any powers themself, a student who has lived a life of bullying, being outcast and shamed, someone broken, what will happen?
Yeah, so for this to work your character has to be the student that moves on. I’d really like for this to by FUCKING GAY BROS. Sorry, but it doesn’t have to be.
Rules
- Cursing is allowed.
- Smut might occur later on.
- Trigging and harmful words due to bullying
- blood and gore and shit since um… fights and supernatural shit.
- please have correct grammar and stuff.
- more then one line responses!
- be respectful and nice, please.
- If I’m already doing with you then don’t join, please.
Uh… I can’t think of anything else right now, so yeah.
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Oh! I saw this and I really liked it, lmao. May I join?
Yay! Thankies! sO what do you mean by "moves on"?
Jscnjdbjecbsjcb me copying and pasting a prompt with a spelling error. It’s supposed to say.
‘Your character has to be the one that moves to St. Aimes’ but I don’t mind now.
Oh okay lol
I kinda wanted to be the one native to the town, but I can be the one who first moves. A little lost boi ;u;
So do they find magic eventually or do they remain magic-less forever?
That’s fine! I’m cool with you being the native if you want to be.
To add drama, it would be best that the native develops their powers as the story progresses, the new boy… I don’t know. I’m open to ideas and suggestions.
Hmmm perhaps the new boy develops faster than the native's? Making the older boy more desperate and unhappy with everything around him? Also, I'd love to be the native, lol.
That sounds like a good idea. Do you want to hop right in or characters first?
Whatever you'd like, lol.
Ooft, let's just hop in then. I'll pull up a starter.
The chilly winter encased Tyler like an uncomfortable blanket, spreading into every pore of his body even though his jumper was two sizes too big and incredibly warm. The streets were sprinkled with white, the first signs of snow in St. Aimes he believed, yet he wouldn't know. He'd been here a mere week. Starting school mid-semester wasn't ideal, and Tyler knew he'd have loads to catch up on but he didn't mind, he as a star student back home.
As he weaved through the sea of hormonal teenagers, the short boy didn't stand out, much to his liking. Blonde hair that was covered by his grey hood, pale, freckled skin contrasted the bright blue and gold of his eyes and his thin frame let him swerve around people easily and not get held up at the entrance.
Barely anyone glanced his way, apart from a couple teenage girls that wave him a small smile and a wave which he returned as to be friendly. First impressions were important, and he only had one of those. Other then that, he made it to his locker with no bumps or bruises, no enemies and his nerves had shrunk just slightly.
(I'm sorry for the long time to respond. How do you want me to introduce them to each other? Should they have lockers next to each other? Should my boi run into yours?)
(Maybe their lockers are next to each other and Ty asks for help finding his classes?)
(Sure, sure, let me write up something.)
(Okay, as you know I'm taking a short break but if you want to post something I'll reply when I'm back)
(Yes I saw! Feel better soon ❤️)
(Heyyyy! I’m feelin’ a lot better now so let’s get this rp going)
(Sweet. Let me grab some food and I'll be back.)
Bryan felt like an outcast, even as he walked up the steps to the school. His feet dragged and his face was long and solemn looking as people dodged out of his way. He didn't care anymore. He couldn't scrape up the energy to even lift his head to at least be proud. Well, he wasn't. He kept his head down, with his lank, blond hair covering his face as he trudged to his locker. He arrived, but noticed someone out of the corner of his eye. They didn't look like one of the many familiar, sneering faces. Bryan didn't want to add another, so he said nothing and just opened his locker.
Tyler opened his locker, placing books and notes and folders inside he knew he’d need later but not for a little while at least. He took out a piece of paper which held a map of the school, along with his timeline. A frown worked its way into his features as he didn’t know where any of these classes were. Sighing softly, he turned to the boy next to him, “Uh, excuse me? Can you tell me where these classes are?”
Bryan glanced at the other when he was spoken to, straightening up a little in posture. "Sure, I guess." He turned slowly, sighing softly as he reshouldered his bag.
"Where do you wanna go?"
