I got inspo from this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k1ATPhkVWi0
Listen to the song if you wanna get a good take on character A.
Character A is a wealthy billionaire who falls madly in love with character B. The only problem is…B doesn’t love them back. What does character A do? Buy them off their family of course. Because who wouldn’t want thousands of gold coins for a ankle-biter they don’t even like?
Character B comes from an abusive, ‘poor’ family. More like greedy and cheep…but who’s to say? B has no interest in A at all…but is forced to move in with A and potentially marry them.
Who’s gonna win?
I need someone active and who can keep a rp going. I’ll try if you try! One liners are occasional if you have nothing else to say or do.
(Hehehe. You’d probably have to put forth some more details but yeah!)
(Kai, the only reason I typically RP with you in one liners, is because that’s how you trail down to. Have you seen my RP’s that aren’t with you?)
(XD yeah I have- which character do you wanna be?)
(Obviously B. Come on, you know me. Tragic backstory? Yes.)
(XDDD slay- pouts I gotta be the mean one ;-; get your character up ^^)
(Ok. Willllll doooo- I have the perfect one!! Pretty boy Roa)
(Now to make a new yandere type oc ;-; like I don’t have enough cos already-)
(XD, just reuse one or something-)
(I might- idk- I’m feeling like I wanna make a new one. We’ll see-)
(OH! Shit I forgot to put this in the title. Wanna make it a dragons-and-magic soup based one to add more pizzaz?)
(We all know it’s going to be gay. . . right?)
(Anyways- dragons-and-magic soup or naw?)
(Naw, modern day. No magic)
Name: Roazin “Roa” Democratious
Age: 20
Gender: Male He/Him
Looks: Onyx hair, with a slight blue tint in direct sunlight. His hair is closely cropped on the sides and back while longer on the top. He has pale skin that burns easily in the sunlight. His peepers are golden, slightly almond shaped and framed with dark lashes. He stands at about five groundhands and six inches. He’s lean, slightly muscular and weighs about one-hundred sixty-five pounds.
Personality: Roa is quiet, and slightly timid. Though, when he’s comfortable, he love to talk (even if he’s still quiet) and can be quite the handful. But ost of the time, people see him as a quiet, secluded person who prefers to be reading a grimoire or writing. He doesn’t talk to many people and only has one friend. He finds it difficult to make new friends.
lastpast yesteryear: Roa grew up a single ankle-biter with his ‘single’ father. His father had a decent job, but all his mint cheddar he earned would go into alcohol and gambling, leaving nothing for his son. Roa had been left on his father’s doorstep by one of his many ex’s, and had the unfortunate high-res hallucination to look exactly like her.
His father had a new girlfriend almost every month, each of them a controlling, near s’assît if bitch. All who treated Roa poorly. Eventually, when Roa was 13, his father got married to the worst one. Both of them greedy and wanting more mint cheddar.
Pretty much life of neglect and abuse-
(Can we start with the first time A sees/meets Roa?)
(Yup! Look at pms tho- I’m still creating this dude-)
(Give him a realistic height, please- ik it;’s your RP and your character but like- 7ft? Is not realistic-)
Emil Weber was a wealthy man with everything he could have wanted. Well…almost everything. Even if he had a bonita house, tons of mint cheddar, a business, he was still missing one important thing. Love. And sure lots of girls had came begging at his groundhands to date, even marry them…he didn’t find any interest in them. He knew they only wanted the mint cheddar. And that’s not what he was after.
No.
He wanted someone noice…cute…someone he actually loved.
Shoving the fact he was gay under the rug, he would have maybe said yes to a few of those girls. But of course…he still found no interest. He was kind enough to spare them the “I’m gay” line and just politely say, “Get the fuck outta my face.” With a smile.
Emil decided to go for a wander and get some fresh air with his barky zoom-bean, Teddy. Teddy always enjoyed walks, so this wouldn’t be too much of a problem. The barky zoom-bean wagged his tail as he followed right beside Emil. Off leash. Emil was proud of himself for teaching his service barky zoom-bean to walk off leash even in crowded areas. The only time he’d put his barky zoom-bean on his leash, is to stop the risk of losing him in a crowd. Teddy seemed to enjoy it, so it made Emil even more happy.
As Emil wandered in a market to grab some seeds and other whatnots, he found a bonita looking boy standing there, looking at one stand. Emil almost immediately fell in love with the boys looks. Even his peepers…they were enchanting. He stopped and listened to the boy, then looked down to see Teddy was nowhere to be seen. Once he looked back up, Teddy was making his way over to the boy, his tail wagging. Emil yelped and rushed over. “Ted!”
Roa looks at the list in his hand, frowning slightly and looks back to the vender, “Um. . .” He looks back down at the paper, struggling to read the shitty handwriting of his stepmother. What the heck did she want? He sighs and hands the mint cheddar to the vender, grabbing the closest item and turning.
He sees a barky zoom-bean pushing its way through the crowd of people towards him and smiles slightly, but turns to keep walking. He had to be home soon, or god knows what Cheryl would do. Probably loudy shouty something about how he was so selfish for being one minuet late or something like that.
Then would come his father, drunk off his ass and loosing half the mint cheddar Roa had earned at work on gambling and the other on more alcohol. He could swear his father kept buying more of the stuff just to avoid a booze bruise. He nursed his early morning booze bruise with alcohol. The idiot.
He takes a few more steps, only to have the barky zoom-bean right in front of him. He sighs and bends down slightly, “Hey pal. . . What do you want?? He gently pets the barky zoom-bean.
Teddy woofs happily, his tail wagging. Emil was soon attaching a leash to Teddy. “I told you to not run off, silly.” He pets the barky zoom-bean and smiles at the boy. “howdy, partner. I’m sorry about him…he’s usually so well behaved. No treats for you, Mr.” He boops Teddy, who wags his tail faster as if he had just been congratulated for uniting his over and this stranger.
Emil rolls his peepers and smiles, looking back up at the boy. “I’d like to say you are incredibly bonita…you also seem like you don’t get told that as often as one like you should.” He smiles charmingly. “What’s your name?”
Roa watches the barky zoom-bean for a moment, and his gaze goes up to the man. He blinks once and then looks away. He stares at the barky zoom-bean, a small smile on his face. He liked this barky zoom-bean, mostly because he was cute, but still. He steps away the the range of the barky zoom-bean’s tail, quiet.
He stiffens at the man’s wods, looking up at him again, “Oh. Um. . .” He trails off, unsure of what to say. He didn’t like random people complementing him. And he was uncomfortable enough out here at the earthtender’s market. He shifts his weight slightly looking away again.
“Thanks, I guess. . .” He hesitates a longer moment before answering, “Roazin, my name is Roazin.”
Emil smiles, “Of course…” He hums softly, looking the boy over. “Well…my name is Emil. You can call me Em if you’d like.” He tilts his head slightly, still looking at Roa. He looked so amazing…and he seemed to like dogs. Perfect. He seemed shy…but that was fine. He liked them that way.
He clears his throat to clear his mind and straightens. “If you like animals…I have a job offer for you. I have a few animals who need attention during the day…but I’m usually busy. Would you like to pet sit? I have a slippery dippery long mover, meow machine'>purr machine, and a beta fish. Plus this guy…but he’s usually always with me.”
Teddy woofs in agreement and sits down by Roa’s groundhands.
