In this, one character is human and the other is a supernatural creature. The human will know nothing about supernatural creatures, but when the creature is being hunted, it stumbles upon the human who offers to take them in. Will develop and there will probably be romance themes.
Hello may I?
Rules:
Yeah, totally.
Yay!
Alright, great. Any preference to which part you want to play? I could do either, doesn’t matter much to me.
Doesn't matter to me either, I have characters for both
Okay, I’ll just be the creature then. So any preference to sexuality’s?
Not really
Alright. My character is male, and he is gay. But if you don’t want to do that, I could always use a different character.
That's fine!
Okay, great! Here’s the character sheet..
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Species:
Appearance:
Personality:
Talents:
Weaknesses:
Background/Other:
Name: Rose Yves.
Age: around 1600 but looks to be about 17-19 years old.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Gay.
Species: Demon.
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/441704675933138553/, slender/almost too skinny build, around 5’7, crimson red eyes, various scars on his skin, very innocent and young features. In his demon form, his hair grows to a little bit below shoulder length and is always in an intricate braid, eyes are still crimson, skin matches his eyes, but there are markings on his skin that are a darker shade of red, still the same height and build, grey bat like wings that appear to be damaged, sharp teeth and nails, two forked tongues.
Personality: Ambiverted, soft spoken, innocent, clingy, sensitive, easily made happy, naive, affectionate, kind, very loving.
Talents: Staying quiet, entertaining, cleaning.
Weaknesses: Very easily looses trust in people, tends to cry very easily.
Background/Other: Sort of developing, but in short, he was found and taken by a man when he was slightly younger and turned into something like a slave. He calls the man ‘Master’ and was at times physically, verbally, and sexually abused by the man. Because of that, he ran away, and is now being hunted to either be killed or taken back to the man.
Name: Allen Jones
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species: Human
Appearance: Messy brown hair with a cowlick, reddish brown eyes, and tan skin. Lots of piercings, kind of scrawny. Wears his grandfather's old bomber jacket, a slightly oversize band tee, ripped skinny jeans and beat up read chucks.
Personality: Sarcastic, rebellious, awkward, surprisingly sweet, protective.
Talents: Singing (though he'd never admit it), debating, math, figuring things out
Weaknesses: Stubborn, loyal, generally sleep deprived, can be a bit short tempered.
Background/Other: Develop
((Sorry it took so long, dinner and family time happened))
(Imma stalk)
(Same here)
(It’s all good, great character! Are you wanting to start, or should I? And alright, lmao)
((Could you start? I'm not exactly the best at starters.))
(Yeah, I will)
Rose didn’t want to keep running. He didn’t know if he could keep running. It was dark outside, most likely around 11 PM. He had been spotted by a man on the street, and sent running through alleyways, trying to loose him. He had eventually found his way to a small street with a few houses, and was jogging on the edge of a tree line, seemingly looking over his shoulder every other second.
Allen walked down the street, humming to himself as he stared into space. Not paying attention, he managed to walk into somebody. He stepped back, looking the boy over. "Whoa, sorry buddy. Didn't see ya there." He apologized, rubbing the back of his neck. "You okay?"
Rose managed to fall flat on his butt when he ran into someone. On instinct, he flinched away, his hands and arms moving to try and shield himself. But it didn’t seem to be someone who wanted to hurt him, so he slowly lowered his hands, looking up at the man with big eyes. “I’m.. I’m okay,” He squeaked out after a moment, getting to his feet quickly.
"Ya sure 'bout that? Seem a bit anxious there." He said, furrowing his brows. Really, he was sure something was wrong. He knew he may look scary, but not a lot of people reacted like that.
Rose didn’t answer, but he heard a shout sound from nearby. He flinched again at that, he found being onto the front of the other boy’s jacket. “Please, you have to help me, he’s going to kill me,” he begged.
He blinked. "Whoa whoa whoa, calm down calm down." He said, trying to keep the boy from panicking. "Whose going to kill you, and why?" He asked gently, slowly leading him away.