Hello, back at it again with another non-specific roleplay. Uh, yeah I just want something to do with teens doing random, probably not the smartest, teen things that probably lead to them dating or something, idk. I would like it if this could be f/f, but I'm open to other things too.
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Just a few things~
-andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules
-Please try to use proper grammar, some mistakes are totally fine though
-Swearing is great
-LQBTQ+ zone, if you don't like it, you are welcome to leave
-Keep it pg-13, I'm not comfortable with writing smut and that kind of thing
-No one-liners, please. It's okay at times though
Mmmm Heyy
So you wanna join?
Sure! Do you have any kind of relationship dynamic (like soft pure girl x "rebel", two bitches, etc) in mind or what your character will be like?
Ehhhh… not really lol, but mine would probably be a soft pure type girl.
Alrighty cool. Do you have a template? (I'll probably have to fill it in tomorrow morning, btw)
Yeah I can get one! One second
Pretty basic, but here ya go
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:
i know someone else has joined, but i’d be down to do a similar o/o if you’re ok with having more than one rp ! if not, that’s totally okay
I'm down to do another one! I'll start it then we can disguse it further.
Name: Lunette Baribeau
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/834010424729833284/
Personality: Generally pretty chill, but very intrigued with being in America (or wherever we are, I guess). She's not generally very openly affectionate, but will be a little affectionate once she's very comfortable with someone. (This doesn't apply to the kiss on both cheeks greeting, as she is French and will do that lol). She's very smart and always seems to understand what's going on in class. If she doesn't, she'll be visibly stressed.
Other: French (fluent in English, though with a pretty strong accent), Has a white husky named Kouru
Name: Clover Jacobs
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/588423507548459841/
Personality: She is very playful with everything, including school work. At first, you would never peg her as a hard-working person since she is kind of a goofball and seems not to focus a lot of the time. But she ended up being a class president and an honors student. She does actually focus a lot on her school work. She is very outward with her emotions, including affection. At first glance, you could probably tell what she's feeling. She's also bad at lying.
Other: ehh… nah
Nice. You want to start? (I was also thinking that Lunette would probably be like, a new exchange student coming in or something?)
(Yes I can start. And I think that's a really good idea, I like it.)
The first day of senior year. What a strange thought that was to Clover. She remembered the first day of freshman year just like it was a week ago. She did have a good memory, so maybe it was different for everyone else. But that didn't really matter now. What did, was that she still didn't know every classroom in the school and she just happened to need to go to one of those classrooms. At least every room visibly had the number on it and she did know the room number.
"This place is so strange!" A voice rang out, the words dripping with a French accent. Lunette looked down at her schedule, bewildered. This was her first year in America, and all she knew was the language, pretty much. She was still fresh from France. Her platinum blonde hair bounced as she walked, and she was looking around at the room numbers to try and find which one matched the one on her paper.
Clover looked around at the numbers. She looked behind her and saw a girl she didn't recognize. It was probably just some random new kid, but "just some random new kid" was one of Clover's favorite things. She turned around approached the new kid. "Hey! You new here?" She asked, offering a friendly smile.
"Oh! Yes, I am Lunette. I cannot find my rooms…" She looked down at her schedule again. "Oh, how rude of me! What is your name? I forgot to ask when I introduced myself. My apologies."
Clover's smile grew a little. She looked down at Lunette's paper but looked back up at the girl before she could read the classroom number. "Nice to meet you too, Lunette! I'm Clover. Do you want me to help you find your class?"
"Yes, please. I cannot seem to find anything… I noticed stairs somewhere. Are my rooms up?" She asked curiously.
"Uh, let me see…" She said as she looked back down at the paper. "Hmm… well your both in luck and out of luck. I happen to have no idea where this classroom is, but you're in the same class as me. I think it's upstairs, but don't quote me on that." Clover said, offering an apologetic smile.
Lunette hummed softly, examining the paper again as she looked around at the other room numbers. "Yes, I think you are right. Shall we try upstairs to see?" She suggested.
"Yes, we should. We need to hurry too, the bell's gonna ring soo I think." Clover said as they started walking in the direction of the stairs. "Totally random, but I really like your accent. I, for some reason, really like accents."
Lunette nodded and picked up the pace a bit, her black, mid-thigh length skirt bouncing a little with every step. When Clover commented on her accent, she smiled. "Merci! I am from France!" She said.
(Btw, when I put foreign words in italics, it's not because she's putting emphasis on it or anything, it's just a stylistic thing I do for foreign words)
(Good to know!)
Clover smiled more. "That's really cool! Now I know someone actually from France!" She said excitedly as they started going up the stairs. She went quiet as they finished going up the stairs. "Ok so… let's go this way." She turned right as they continued to look for their class.
Lunette followed her, trying to look at all the room numbers as she walked. Her mother had wanted her to wear very French clothing to make it easier for the Americans to identify her as French, and while Lunette didn't think it was necessary, that wasn't a battle she thought was worth fighting. So, she was wearing the black skirt, a white shirt, a black beret, and a silky red scarf.
