So I made a new character, he's pansexual and really flirty and highkey sexual as fuck. The problem is I've never written a character that's like this at all, usually, my characters are pretty tame, so I figured RPing with him would be interesting.
As for the plot of this, I don't really have anything in mind so I'm open to ideas
(yeah sure, if you can handle James being extremely flirty and sexual)
(yea, I can probably handle him)
(lol okay, here's a template then. let me know if he makes you too uncomfortable though)
Name:
Age:
Sexuality:
Gender:
Preferred Pronouns:
Personality:
Outfit:
Appearance:
Brief Backstory (optional):
Other (optional):
(oki den)
Name: Mikhail Dean
Age: 22
Sexuality: Gay child
Gender: Male
Preferred Pronouns: He/Him
Personality: Mikhail is sweet and fairly quiet, often times enjoying a comfortable silence a lot more than ongoing chats. He’s awkward around new people at first, but after trusting them, he tends to open up very quickly, often times finding himself uncomfortable when he’s not telling the full truth or being himself. Mikhail, around people he knows and decides to like, can be brutally honest (though sprinkles in some warm words and tries his hardest to make it up if he hurts anyone) and can come off as loud, until he’s put in an uncomfortable situation. He suffers from anxiety and won’t voice his opinions loudly, but with time, he grows the courage to speak up about his thoughts. While he appears to be calm and collected in stressful situations, his mind is often battling with itself, and anxiety is not an uncommon feeling for Mikhail. He’s a quick thinker, but tends to second guess his decisions over and over again, and when he’s in a terribly pressured spot, his facade of stability chips away as his mental state deteriorates. Mikhail despises the idea of being harsh or rude to others, and he tries his hardest to sympathise and be empathetic when he’s talking to others; but when someone somehow uses up all of his patience, he snaps and causes a big (and to be frank, an embarrassing) scene, his thoughts becoming irrational and taking many things (especially criticism) much farther out of proportion that what it truly is. Even with his kind-hearted nature, Mikhail can hold grudges for years - don’t test it. He tries his hardest to be graceful but ends up a bumbling mess in sticky situations. Mikhail also hates the smell of fire, but doesn’t know why his anxiety triggers at it and where the trigger stems from. Even at the slightest whiff of smoke or a lit match can lead to him starting to shake almost uncontrollably, as if he had a fever.
Outfit: Anything comfortable
Appearance:
Height: 5’6ft
Eye Color: A light, icy cerulean. The outer edges of his irises are a darker shade, bordering towards violet which gradually fades into the blue as the color moves closer towards his pupil. His eyes are a rounder shape, though they evidently hold the weight of tiredness due to the amounts of exhaustion that often overcome him.
Hair Color: His hair is cut short and curly, with a part on his left side. His hair often falls into his right eye causing him to brush it out of the way or behind his ears. The hues of his short locks are an unnatural platinum silver, with underlying tones of cool blue.
General Features: Freckles dot Mikhail’s dark olive slender face, and his body has a fairly slim, lanky build. His left ear is a little bit nicked at the top from an accident during Kindergarten, and he often has bruises or small cuts from stupid mistakes he makes. Mikhail has an old burn scar, faded and light, on his upper thigh to around his hip area on his right side. (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/427615350125887499/431586547998130178/mikhail_1.png)
Brief Backstory: You'll see
Other: He's ambidextrous and I'm terrible at making characters
(Is he okay?)
Name: James Murphy
Age: 23
Sexuality: Pansexual
Gender: Male
Preferred Pronouns: He/him
Personality: flirty, very sexual, a little bit condescending, confident, it might not seem like it but he has self-control, is actually really sweet when he's not trying to get laid, gentle and kind
Outfit: Depends on where he's at. In public on a regular day, he'll usually be in a regular tshirt/hoodie and jeans, maybe a muscle shirt if it's hot. When he's at work (at a club) he'll most likely be in men's lingerie, or in something extremely revealing.
Appearance: Average height, defined muscles, sharp jawline, narrow almond shaped eyes, fluffy champagne blonde hair, has freckles but he usually discreetly covers them with makeup, high cheekbones, dark blue eyes, lightly tanned skin
Brief Backstory (optional): I don't have one yet
Other (optional): Works at a night club as an… exotic dancer, when he's not working, you can usually find him at a bar or at the park with his dog
(holy shit your character is so much more developed than mine)
(it's bc I have nothing to do with life)
(how the hell is your precious boy going to meet my sinful stripper boy)
(…..well shit, ummm, one of Mikhail's friends forces him to have some 'fun'??????? idk)
(hhhhhhh James would be able to tell right away and he'd probably specifically target Mikhail just to mess with him)
(and Mikhail would just be thinking of ways to get the hell out of there bc of the smoke)
(read the last two sentences of his personality)
(yeah I did but where would the smoke be??)
(idk, ppl smoke right? yes? idk? hhhhhh I have no clue, i'm srry)
(no it's fine, it's just that most buildings ban smoking or have people only smoke in certain closed off areas)
(oh oki den, he'll probably still be thinking of ways to get out tho)
(lol okay. you wanna start this off or should I?)
(can u start? I'm terrible at starting)
(yeah sure, here goes nothing)
James adjusted the straps on his chest, looking over at the stairs that let to the stage. He was doing another show tonight, his eighth one this week. He loved his job with a passion, but this was starting to get exhausting. He just wanted to get home and cuddle with his dog, Frosty. Think of the extra money you'll get, he told himself as he made his way toward the stairs. As he got closer to the stage, he could feel the heavy bass from the music in his bones, making his teeth vibrate. He took a deep breath, smiled and walked up on the stage, the cheers from the crowd matching the volume of the music.
Mikhail was in the back of the club, quietly drinking his drink, while his friend was talking to some people. His friend had forced him to come here so he could have some 'fun.' He hated this and was trying to think of ways to leave without his friend seeing him leave.
(how the hell are we going to make this work)
(ummm, they do stuff?? Idek wat I'm saying anymore)