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Started July 19, 2020 by Deleted user

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HEY! So. I have a character Evelyn. Who is an ageregressor and a sub. I really haven't been able to figure out exactly HOW I will be able to incorporate that and so I need a roleplay to help me sorta…expand her a bit. I have a LOT of prompts, and ye. Anyways. Here's the character!

Invalid Character -Evelyn

And ofc some rules
Rules
3 lines or more, no one liners!
Must be an experienced roleplayer
Must have a character link or a template,whether you have your own or use my simple one I don't care
No Pinterest Links!
I can do anything but if you have any triggers lemme know
Little to no character control. Some is okay if you're setting up a scene for a starter, but try to leave as much room as possible

If you would rather take this to dms or something lemme know.

Name: Maia Ortiz

Age: 24

Race: Werewolf

Appearance: Maia's sort of a jock—six feet and then some, jacked—but that doesn't mean she's not fine as hell. Toned muscles, tanned skin, thick thighs, the whole package really. Her hair, wavy and dark brown, is constantly pulled back in something messy, be it ponytail, bun, or braid. Her eyes are a soft brown, going honey golden in the sunlight. Tiny freckles dot themselves across her nose and shoulders. Scars slash across her stomach—ugly, puckered things that stand out starkly against the rest of her skin.

Typical Clothes: Maia dresses simply most days, worn out tank-tops and servicable grey coveralls zipped down and tied around the waist. That doesn't mean she doesn't like to dress up though, and it's not uncommon to see her in a dress or skirt outside of her job, though she's shit at makeup and rarely wears much more than mascara and tinted chapstick.

Personality: You'd never know it, but Maia's a real sweetheart beneath the tough exterior she puts up. Sure, it's hidden behind cursing and anger issues and a thousand different barriers hastily tossed up in reaction to trauma, but it's there and if you take enough time to get to know here, she'll show off the side of her that's an absolute puppy dog. She's kind of a walking bad boy trope, easily angered but also possessive and protective and above all loyal to the people who she's decided to put her trust in. Deep down, she wants someone to baby and take care of, and though she can come off as restless and rude she can also be sweet and surprisingly thoughtful.

Likes: Hiking, cross country, track, MMA, brawling

Dislikes: School, being cooped up inside for a long time, other wolves

I WANT TO GIVE HER A HUG AND SOME SCRITCHES and then get punched in the face for it. Okay. We have the characters. Let me see if I have any prompts, though we may have to just, go with the flow. Make sure to read over Evelyn please!

I have and I love her!!

She's a Brat right down to the letter. NOW THEN. Prompts

"You’re my neighbor and the whole neighborhood got 6 inches of snow, and I caught you building a snowman, so I decided to join you by starting a snowball fight."
(Evelyn throws the snowball)

"If you set off ONE more firework at 3 AM I will FIGHT YOU."

“We’re roommates, and you walk in on me listening to loud ass music and crying over a broken heart and have no idea what to do since we just met a week ago.”

Person A: “Please don’t tell me you threw someone out the window again.”
Person B: “Ok.”
Person A: “…..Oh god you totally threw someone out the window again didn’t you?”
Person B: “I can neither confirm nor deny.”
Person A: “….”
Person B: “….”
Person A: “….”
Person B: “…..but if I did”
Person A: “Oh My Fucking God.”
(So Evelyn has 13 other siblings, I have an interesting scene for this but it's not good for a starter really. Also I'm okay with combining prompts! Also. Evelyn totally threw one of her siblings, or multiples of them, out the window)

Peering up at your flatmate, you tried not to fidget nervously, offering them a small sheepish smile. You were in trouble.
“They …followed me home?” You said hesitantly, the excuse coming off more as a question than a statement.
Staring blankly at you, they sighed loudly, stepping into the flat fully as they nudged the door shut behind them and absently locked it. Taking in the sight of you sitting on the floor with your arms full of kitten sized dragons, they finally just dropped their things and groaned loudly in exasperation.
Blushing, you could only watch as they rubbed at their face tiredly, ignoring the tiny purple dragon currently attempting to climb up to your face, little claws digging into you slightly through your shirt.
“There’s no way I can convince you to take them back to wherever you got them from, is there?” Your flatmate asked you dryly, warily watching as a particularly plump little dragon waddled over to try and play with a loose thread on their pants.
(It does not have to be baby dragons. Prompts can be altered)

“I will smite you.”
“You couldn’t smite a paper towel if it lit itself on fire. Get some damn sleep.”

“You’ve ordered 6 jars of peanut butter and 3 pounds of raw meat in the past week are you hiding dogs or are you at a low point in your life I’m concerned.”

A: You’re so stupid.
B: I’m not stupid. I’m pure Evil. I’m the night.
A: A dumb dark dork, that’s what you are. Now get off the counter and put down that blanket.
B: It’s not a blanket, It’s my cape. And I’ll do it, but because I want to, and not because you told me to.
A: Of course, oh great lord of all darkness. Would you like some hot chocolate?
B: With whipped cream?
A: Of course
B: Oh! And Sprinkles too!
A: The Mighty Lord Of Darkness has a sweet tooth, huh? And here I thought someone as evil as you wouldn’t want sprinkles on his whipped cream
B: Shut up
(Evelyn is person B)

Tbh I can see the fireworks one or the baby dragons one working but if there's one you like better than those two I'd be down to use it!

Hmmm…how about the baby dragons one? I love the hot cocoa one too. How about we use baby dragons as a starter and then hot cocoa later on?

Sure, that works for me. I'm assuming they've got some sort of prior relationship, considering they're gonna be roommates and all, is there any way you want to handle that?

Naw. College just signed up two random people and tossed them into a flat together. Hey I've got some chores to do real quick, would you mind writing the starter? Also. Evelyn has a locked room that she repeatedly tells Maia not to go into, no matter how curious the wolf gets.

Alright, will do!

Thank ya

Maia didn't know how it happened, really. One second she was walking home from work, grease-stained and covered in sweat, and the next she was being swarmed by dozens of tiny dragons. And sure, they were cute. They were tiny and had shiny eyes and pretty sparkly scales and she was already halfway in love with them as they crawled up the leg of her coveralls, claws catching in the thick canvas of her coveralls.

She had no idea why they seemed so intent on following her, why a pretty blue one slumped across her shoulders and a little pink one settled in her pocket, but she figured she could sneak them into her room and deal with them later. After all, they really weren't going anywhere. It was a 20 minute walk from the machine shop to the dorm and they followed all the way, a little rainbow trail that followed her across the street and up the stairs and then pooled across the weathered welcome mat while she fumbled with her keys.

The door was creaky—she should fix that, later—so she didn't bother to call out. Evelyn probably wasn't home anyways so she felt no shame as she wandered inside, holding the door open for her little parade of dragons and gently scooting the stragglers inside with her foot.

She should deal with this. She would deal with this. But… she could also cuddle up to them. Just for a second.

"Alright, you're pretty cute." She picked one up, taking in it's tiny, sweet little face. "Cute enough that I'll let you stay for a few minutes, but you're not here forever, got it?"

Evelyn, had seen the rainbow parade from the top floor of the college. She was currently in guitar class, finishing up a good jam session with some of her other classmates, and as soon as class was over she had gotten up and practically flown down the stairs. She didn't bother with the elevator. Today, she wore her regular pixie cut flop, fading away from the usual bright pink it was, a concert t-shirt from some band no one has ever heard of, and a pair of black sweats underneath it. Paired with her green and black hightops converse, and a jacket some ex of hers had long ago given her. Guitar in a gunny sack bag she jogged to her dorm, thudded up the stairs, and opened the creaky door. "Maia really outta fix that door. Then again if we get intruders…" Suddenly, the pink dragon bolted and headbutted into Evelyn's foot. "Well hey there!" She picked up the little pink one, with it's mismatched eyes, and held it up. "I'm naming yoooouuuu…Razzy. Short for Raspberry." She then put the dragon on her head. "HEY MAIA! Why do we have dragons? I mean. I'm not gonna report to our landlord for this, we'll get into some deep shit and kicked out if we get found out, but why?" She tossed her guitar on the couch and headed towards Maia's room, as the dragon made a tiny little rawr sound. "Yes yes, you're the mighty queen of mount Evelyn. All below you shall fear you and shall bow down to you." She giggled and plopped onto Maia's bed, petting a green one that waddled into her lap.

(you're good!)

Maia rolled her eyes. "You're not naming the dragon Razzy because we're not keeping them," she deadpanned, though it was rather hard to stay serious when you were being covered by tiny rainbow lizzard-kittens who all seemed very enthusiastic about cuddling. "They just… followed me. And nobody's going to find us out because they're not staying." The dragon that had looped itself across her shoulders let out a low grumble, nosing at her cheek with something that was pretty damn close to a pout.

She had to refrain from letting out a growl when Evelyn plopped onto her bed, grabbing the girl by the ankle and tugging her down onto the floor. "And what have I said about touching my stuff? Honestly, you've got no concept of personal space."

"Oh fuck OFF Maia. I'm naming it Razzy. And that green one is gonna be King Emerald the First .Also you know I have a fucking sprained ankle that never healed properly!" She stomped on Maia's boot with her converse, knowing that it wouldn't have any affect on her. "Bitch. Oh and that blue one! Azul. Also we're keeping em. I could give my uncle a quick call. He runs a dragon farm ya know. And then they're ours!" She picked up Razzle and kissed it's nose as it gave a happy cry. "Yay indeed! Which means all of em need names. Once ya name em you get atttaaached!~" She said in a sing song voice with a giggle. The two room mates butted heads quite often, but Evelyn liked Maia quite a bit really. She reminded her of her best friend Clara, who had the biggest soft spot for Evelyn in the world. But would punch anyone else for just looking at her the wrong way. Evelyn, stood up, and plopped into Maia's desk chair. "Sorry I was sitting on some pencils that were stabbing ma butt."

Maia rolled her eyes again, something undeniably fond in the faint smile on her face as she kicked Evelyn back. "You're such a fucking brat, and the dragons are going back on the street by tonight. If the landlord finds out about them we're dead meat and I don't know about you, but some of us are only here because our scholarships cover the cost of living." She'd never be able to support herself if she got kicked out of the dorm. Not without chipping into her savings, which was something she really didn't want to do.

She flopped onto her back, sighing dramatically as two of the dragons settled on her stomach. "It's fine, just don't do it again. And anyways, how would we even support the dragons if we decided to keep them? I don't fucking know what dragons eat, let alone what kind of habitat they need."