@Hawkeye
High school age, nothing sexual. Happy to play any gender. Preferably a boy and a girl.
High school age, nothing sexual. Happy to play any gender. Preferably a boy and a girl.
May I join? I'm fine with any kind of sexuality as long as I can preferably be a male
Yeah! Sorry I missed this! You’re welcome to be a boy, I’m probably going to be a girl. Character profiles or no?
Okay sounds good. Yes character profiles if you don't mind
Ok great!
Name: Amara (I was thinking Winchester for the last name)
Age: 14
Looks: Brown hair, green eyes. Freckles. Tall, slightly overweight(just like ten pounds over the average weight)
Personality: Loyal, impulsive, protective, sarcastic, loud(if it helps, she’s a Gryffindor)
Feel free to add anything else you want.
Name: Yale Winchester
Age: 15
Looks: Black hair, kinda messy, pale jade green eyes, pale, tall, dark eyeshadow beneath his eyes, mostly dark clothing
Personality: Secluded, quiet, cold, sarcastic, doesn't liked being touched
He's kinda edgy lol.
Lol he’s great. And I totally forgot to add sexualities: Amara is bi.
Oof okay, so is Yale
Oh sorry. I can change her if I need to.
No its fine they can both be bi
Ok cool. So do you want to start?
(Hey, I’m on for another thirty minutes, then I have to get an x-ray, and then after that I’m probably free)
(Or not, it just got canceled.)
I'm free for a little while now.
Oops sorry I didn't answer sooner, yeah we can start
It’s fine. I’m just going to start in the morning, when they wake up.
Amara slowly opened her eyes. She hated mornings. More than anything. But she dragged herself out of bed, groaning as she did so. She opened her closet door and slowly began getting ready.
Yale rolled over, as his alarm rung loudly in his ear. He was more of a night owl, not an early bird. He had stayed up till 2 am listening to music, bad idea.
Amara quickly lost the anger she felt towards mornings, and, once she was dressed, bounded down the stairs. She busied herself making toast. She hummed a song to herself, although she wasn’t sure where she had heard it. Sometime last night.
Yale stood up and stretched, he quickly put clothes on and headed to the bathroom to apply his daily black eyeshadow. He then slowly walked down the stairs.
Amara looked up from her plate to see her brother walking down the stairs. Because she couldn’t talk with a mouthful of toast, she pointed to a plate across from her, meaning that she had made some for him too.
(Morning)
Yale gave a small wave to Amara and grabbed the piece of toast and took a small bite from it and sat down. He then pulled out his phone and got on tumblr.
~Morning~
Amara rolled her eyes. “Really? Immediately on your phone?”
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