forum "Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear." ((One on one, OPEN))

Started September 15, 2019 by Deleted user

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In which a girl returns to the home where she spent her (not very good) childhood and meets none other than her imaginary friend.

No gore, no cursing, no smut please!

Oh?

You interested?

Indeed. Could you explain the plot a little more? And if i were to join (which would be totally up to you) what role would i play?

Well the girl has horrible anxiety and depression because of her abusive bast and her parents died so she inherited the house they lived in when she was a kid and she meets her imaginary friend who helped her through the hard times and was basically her only friend. Over time they fall in love with each other.

Ooooh i like it! So would it be alright if I did this with you?

Yes! That would be great! Who would you like to be? I'd rather you be the imaginary friend but either is fine.

Yeah i was hoping to be the imaginary friend

Okay, good. Do you want a template or do you want to do it blind?

Uhm, could we do maybe a short template? Just to get an idea of each others characters. (plus their appearances of course lol)

Alright I'll get that up

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance:
Other:

Name: Thalia Evans
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Appearance: Short, and scrawny, with light brown hair, which is usually messy and is cut a bit past the shoulders, and gold-hazel eyes.
Other: You'll usually see her wearing a sweater and boots, and a winter hat. When it's hot outside she'll wear a t-shirt and jeans.

(oh shes cute!)

Name: Libra (yes hes based off the zodiac but im not going off of alot of the zodiac things in this roeplay lol)
Gender: Unknown, but appears male
Age: 21
Appearance: only 5'11 with brown hair, a little bit of honey coloring (they look like highlights) in random places. HIs eyes golden with little white sparkles in them. Fit body, pretty muscular but not too much.
Other: hes sweet lol

Great, he sounds adorable. Should I start or do you want to?

Can you? (And sorry that his appearance didn't say much. I might try to find a picture of him if that's alright. I was in a hurry)

Yeah sure, also its fine :>

Lol okay. So yeah you can start.

Thalia slammed the door of her car, staring up at the old, huge house. The house where she and all her siblings grew up. And, after all those years, it's being given to her? Hesitantly, she entered the house, opening the rickety door and stepped inside. It was at least 10 degrees colder inside, and a chill crawled up her spine and she grasped the strap of her backpack wearily. This house brought back a lot of painful memories, ones she would rather do without, but where else was she supposed to go? Setting down her backpack, she decided to explore a bit.

Libra had been counting every single tile in the ceiling of the attic. Arms crossed as their golden eyes shone through the darkness. Dust floating everywhere. Nobodys have been up in the attic for so long. Libra liked the little atmosphere here, but it got pretty lonely at times.

"Twenty three….twenty four…..twenty five"
Libras soft voice echoed through the vast room. Boxes of old toys and dolls, bottles and papers were lined against the wall and spilled put on the floor. Stuffed animals and old furniture gathering dust. The giant ship in a glass bottle on a large box, about three feet tall and five feet wide. Why the family had that there…..Libra didn't know. But they liked looking at it and how it was made. The tiny intricate work that was put into it. They loved it. It was by far their favorite thing in this house.

Thalia left the kitchen, in which she had been looking around, and headed towards the drop-down door that led to the attic. She never went up there even as a child, but wanted to see if she could find any old toys or pictures. As she pulled down the door in the ceiling, a big load of dust covered her and she coughed, swatting it away as if it were a fly. She climbed the ladder and glanced around. It was dark, so she pulled out her phone and used its flashlight. All she could see were boxes, covered in dust. But there was something here, a small presence she could feel. Someone's here, she thought, but who?

"Twenty eight…..twenty nine…thirty…. thirty-one… How bothersome…. there are only thirty-one tiles on the left side."
He says in a soft, calming voice. Only to himself. He starts to walk around to the other side to count the tiles on the ceiling on the right side. The sides were divided by a giant wooden plank going down the middle. Hearing the creaking of the door then coughing, he almost jumped out of his skin! He quickly hid behind one of the boxes, slightly peeking out of a hole, looking at the door as a figure came up.
Who could be here?

"H-hello?" she called out hesitantly. The grasp on her phone was tight, it almost slipped out of her hand from all the sweat. Thalia stepped forward slowly, and saw an eye peeking out from a hole. She screamed at seeing him, her phone dropping to the floor.