I'm remaking this cuz last time this died way too quickly.
wine and women (or men or enbies) and wonderful vices my friends
andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules apply
rp based off the song by The Orion Experience
WARNING: LGBTQ+ and Polyamorous content
The government has laws prohibiting polyamory and so two people build "a secret society for the wild and free"
20-25 for age range of charaters
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Age:
Gender/Pronouns:
Appearance:
Personality:
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Theme Song:
Other:
starter:
I walk into the field, looking around. Taking out my camera, I snap some photos of the flowers and grasses. I take out a cigarette, lighting it and sitting down, facing the line of pines and ferns along the edge of the field.
Name: Flower Fae Davidson-Peters but normally writes her name Flower Fae Davidson and goes by Flower or Fae
Age: 21
Gender/Pronouns: She/They Enbie or demigirl (questioning)
Appearance: Long, flowing, silky, straight, light pink (ffb6c1) hair; very skinny and athletic with a thin face; very fair skinned with light freckles covering her body. Flower has bright green eyes with hints of gold and she wears long flowing and thin white dresses with lace trim and commonly wears flowers in her hair which is normally down. https://picrew.me/share?cd=1m4D5LZ8Ek
Personality: She is calm and well-mannered with rare judgement of others.
Backstory (if relevant): She had 2 dads 1 mom and an nb parent all married to each other so she supports poly relationships and is interested in joining one to see how it feels
Theme Song: "sunflower" by rex orange county or "bubble gum" by clario
Other: none other than the fact that she is a chill cottagecore pansexual
(bweep bwop could i possibly join this, it seems interestinG-)
(yay, thanks!! i'll fill out the template as soon as possible! :D)
Name: Wesley Stockton (People usually call him Wes for short)
Age: 24
Gender/Pronouns: He/they, boyflux
Appearance: His hair is short, bleach-blonde colored (with brown roots), and VERY messy. He's rather skinny, and his skin is a pinkish-pale color, making him look sick, even when he isn't. His eyes are two different colors (he has complete heterochromia), so his left eye is a soft orange, while his right eye is a bright yellow. He normally just wears an oversized hoodie (to hide his skinny figure) and a pair of sweatpants, as well as a pair of Converse sneakers.
Personality: He's very chill and laid-back; he doesn't have a care in the world for the most part. He gets along pretty okay with other people.
Backstory: Wes has two moms, both of which were in poly relationships. He thought that poly relationships provided some freedom for people, so he decided to take part in poly relationships himself as a means to experience that sense of freedom he had seen before.
Theme Song: "Every Day" by bo en
Other: Honestly, his whole aesthetic is just Sleepy Job Gay™
(Nice, you ready to start?)
(yeah, i'm just about ready to start!)
(Okay, do you want me to start and you can take your time or do you want me to wait for you?)
(i don't have a starter or anything, so if you're okay with starting us off, i'd be fine with that-)
I walk into the clearing, looking around. Taking out my camera, I snap some photos of the flowers and grasses. I take out a cigarette, lighting it and sitting down, facing the line of pines and ferns along the edge of the field.
Wes had just finished his job at, in his words, "a sorry excuse for a sales building," and he headed right out the door, speedwalking towards his car. He opened the door, hopping in and slamming the door behind him. He seemed to be ina rush, but in his case, who wouldn't be; He had gotten to work at 6 in the morning and was supposed to leave earlier in the day because of how early he arrived, but he was signed on for overtime without his knowledge. He started the car up and drove home, turning on his radio halfway through the trip. "I seriously need a vacation," he said aloud to himself.
I take a hit before flopping down in the grass, "Why.. this is all bullshit." I take another hit as I scroll through the photos I took.
Wes took a detour from his route home and instead went to a spot he had heard his coworkers discuss. They had mentioned that it was relaxing, and he definitely needed that right about now. 'A clearing, huh?' he thought. 'Never been. Sounds nice.'
I open my phone playing "The Polyamory Song" by David Rovics. Maybe some music will help me chill out
Wes finally made it to the forest leading to the clearing and parked his car on the side of the road. He headed into the forest and made his way to the clearing, following the directions that he overheard on of the coworkers discussing the clearing gave to the other. He eventually made it to the clearing's entrance and inhaled, taking in the varied scents of the area. 'Finally, some fresh air,' he thought.
I peer up through the grass at the voice, accidentally unplugging my headphones, my song ripping through the silence of the clearing, 'Yes, I like lots of different places, And nobody tells me it's a sin, But they say you are bad, Or perhaps you are mad, Or at least you should stay undercover, Your mind must be bare, If you would dare, To think you can love more than one lover'
Wes heard a song playing from amidst and immediately backed up from the entrance. 'Well crap, someone else is here?' he thought once more. 'I wasn't expecting this- Then again, I guess I should have, given its reputation.' Wes brushed a strand of hair from his face and went silent, hoping not to startle the other person there. He then began to recognize the song. 'Wait a sec… could they be…?'
The song keeps playing as I fumble to pause it, trying not to disturb the other. Shit they're probably gonna report me! No no no, it's just a song, they wouldn't.. would they? I finally manage to turn off the music and I sit up looking at the person standing at the edge of the clearing.
Wes kinda just… remained silent. He never thought he'd meet someone else like him, especially because of the laws prohibiting polyamory, so he was just,,, shocked. 'There's no way, right? They couldn't possibly be like me… Yeah, there's no way. They might just be listening to the song because they like how it sounds or something,' he continued thinking. It had become clear that Wes was paying no attention to his surroundings, and that he was deep in thought about this whole situation.
"Hey!" I call, "You okay?"
Wes suddenly snapped out of his thoughts, looking towards the stranger. "Uh, y-yeah!" he replied, clearly stumbling on his words.
"If you say so, anyways, what's your name?" I put my cigarette to my lips, inhaling. "I'm Flower." Smoke seeps out of my mouth as I speak.
