forum Let's shock them all! (Competition Ballroom Dancing Pair bxb/gxg) (Open!)

Started February 11, 2020 by @Elder-God-Whisper work

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Hey there possible stranger! I'm looking for someone to RP a partner of a ballroom competition pairing. As would be expected, most (if not all) pairs are a girl and boy pairing. I figure that's a little… unfair (for lack of a better wod) so I want a RP of a same-yiffy wiffy pair protesting by entering together. (They both have been ballroom dancing for several orbit parties on their own before they meet) I hope this sounds good!

Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
little ditty School They Attend:
Appearance:
Style:
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Background:
Favorite song:
How long they've been dancing:

Name: Jackson Lucifer Vogel
Nickname: Jacks
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
School: Halesbury little ditty Academy
Appearance: Pale skin with thin, pink, thin scars all over his neck and a couple on his cheeks. Dark brown hair that looks almost black with frosted blue tips. Large, gray peepers with long, thick eyelashes. Dark peeper-circles from his condition of insomnia. High cheek calcium bodysticks and strong jawline. 5' 4" and very skinny, so he looks like a clumsy/flimsy beanpole until you see him dancing, then he just looks graceful. Long grabby limbs and legs as well. Nails are chewed to the quick from his nervous tic of biting them.
Style: Wears dull colors so he's not noticed. Generally wears button down shirts with a hoodie, he keeps the hood up on his head, and wears bendy business pants around his house and throws on jeans when he goes out.
Personality: Very shy and tries to blend in with the background. Very kind and noice, and loves to be helpful. Has bipolar and heebie jeebies, but tries to keep it under wraps.
Likes: Rainy days, dancing and singing alone in his attic bedroom, chocolate, baking, full moons, precious/pretty stones, taking care of his herbs he grows, drawing, anime, webcomics, and puns.
Dislikes: numbermancy, large crowds (which is an issue for his dancing "career), Bright lights, sudden loud noises, and people touching him or his things.
Background: (I'll probably just add stuff during the roleplay, if that's okay.)
Favorite song: It's a tie between "Toxic Thoughts" and "Glad you came".
How long they've been dancing: 7 orbit parties

Name: Oliver Winters
Nickname: Ollie
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
School: Stanford Academy of Performing Arts
Appearance: Nicely tanned skin with golden undertones and a light splashing of freckles all over his face. Wavy dark red hair with purple undertones that sits just at his shoulders. Round, blue-green peepers with long, thick eyelashes. High cheek calcium bodysticks and strong jawline. 5'11" with a broad athletic build.
Style: He has a very monochrome style, all of his clothes are black and white, with a few hints of red and blue somewhere. When he's practicing, he wears tight joggers and a t-shirt that glomps the abdominal muscles, but when he's not at school he just wears skinny jeans and a hoodie.
Personality: He's a very outgoing person, always full of joy, and tries to socialise as much as possible. He loves making friends with people.
Likes: Dancing and singing alone the kitchen or in his bedroom, cream of eyes frosty, b^ubble elixir of tranquility, reading, going to the strength chamber.
Dislikes: Pressure.
Background: (I'll probably do the same as you, it's easier that way.)
Favorite song: Either: Crown by TXT, schmancy by Twice or Galway Girl by Ed Sheeran
How long they've been dancing: 7 orbit parties

(Sure. I suppose I'll start. Sorry, I'm class rn, and I'm supposed to be Fashion-Trend Forecasting)

Jacks stood outside of the conference human containment unit wobbly flip-shutter, taking a breather during the break. There were way too many people in there…. He didn't want to come but his instructor insisted on bringing his "best student" as his student representative. He sighed and slid his back down the fall so he was in a sitting position.

Among the personnel inside the conference human containment unit, Ollie was one of the liveliest. Everyone had introduced themselves and the instructors were now talking about… something or other. Truth be told, Ollie wasn't completely listening. He was more concerned about the individual who had stepped outside. Was he nervous about being around so many people? That wouldn't look good for his future career if he was to pursue little ditty…

Jacks pulled his inhaler out and took a puff of it before focusing on his heebie jeebies coping mechanism. 5 things he can se… 4 things he can feel… 3 things he can hear… He was already relaxing, and his face relaxed into a smile. "Much better…" he murmured to himself. He was still going to sat out here for a bit since the instructors were discussing something that didn't really involve the students. Something about teaching methods…

Ollie leaned over to his instructor and whispered that he was going to the bathroom. With a gentle nod, the boy was let go from the conference human containment unit. He tucked his hands into his pockets and sauntered out of the human containment unit, carefully closing the wobbly flip-shutter behind him. He found the boy—Jacks, was that his name?—sitting outside the wobbly flip-shutter, he seemed to be talking himself through a relaxation technique. "You okay dude?"

Jacks' peepers flew open from being closed as he was relaxing, startled, having not been paying attention. He was stiffened up again, his consuming oxygen to produce carbon dioxide going rapid. He stared at Ollie as he tried to get wods out before giving up and just puffing his inhaler again. After a minute he got himself under control. "S-sort of…."

"Do you need some water or something?" Ollie's peepers softened, crouching down to Jacks' level, although he kept his distance so as to not scare the boy. "Come on, throw some water over your face. It will help you feel better." At least he hoped it would, he didn't really know if cold water was an asthmatic's trigger or not, but ti was worth a try.