forum fantasy enemies to lovers :0 (o/o) [closed]

Started July 06, 2020 by @honey-bee

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hey homies!

i’m here with another rp, this time fantasy edition, based on another pinterest wp.

basically my characters power is draining/weakening others power, and when you’re captured by your enemy they lock me in the same room, causing you to literally hate my character, but they’re lonely and just want a friend.

your character’s power is completely up to you, just don’t make it super op please.

the world where this is based is a very basic one, nothing complicated. everyone’s born with a certain power and they live in nations with monarchies as government, you know the gist. power hungry royalty and rebels and war, anything you really want. i was thinking we could kinda make it up as we go.

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rules:

• no bigotry please
• proper grammar/spelling
• going off of that, full sentences and at least a few, don't leave me hanging off one sentence answers!!!!
• i'm a-okay with nasties but we're taken it to dms
• don't make your character super op and quirky please
• if you have any triggers/sensitive subjects please tell me beforehand!!! i don't want to trigger you :(
• please ask before joining!!!! i prefer experienced writers but i'm willing to work with anyone
• cursing/gore is a-okay, just don't make it too extreme
• lgbtq+ is welcome :)
• also, be specific when filling out the template, i don't need paragraphs but in-depth descriptions would be nice :)
• if you have any questions please ask!!!!!! i'm open to a lot of things

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template:

Basics:
Name:
NIckname (if possible):
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Power:

Appearance:
Ethnicity:
Body Shape:
Height:
Eyes:
Hair:
Basic facial look:
Blemishes (freckles, moles, acne, etc):
Tattoos (if possible):
General style (how they dress):

Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
General characteristics (basically how they act):
Pet Peeve(s):
Extroverted or introverted? (or a mix)

Extras:
Preferred weapon (if necessary):
Fighting style:
Armor?

Notes (anything extra you want to add about your character):

May I join?

hell yeah!!

any preferences on the relationship (like lgbtq) before i start my character?

I'm fine with anything! I normally have bisexual or biromantic characters but I'm trying to experiment with new sexualities

okie dokie! i'll pull out my pan boy for this one, if that's alright w you!

Yep

here he is!!!!!

Basics:
Name: Atlas Kyoshi
NIckname (if possible): n/a
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pan
Power: Draining/weakening others' powers

Appearance:
Ethnicity: Latino
Body Shape: Tall and lean, a little muscle.
Height: 6'0"
Eyes: A striking jade
Hair: An almost white blonde, cut in an overgrown undercut, a mop of curls sitting on top.
Basic facial look: His features are soft, with no sharp angles. His long eyelashes, fullish lips, and freckles add to his baby face.
Blemishes (freckles, moles, acne, etc): Freckles, all over. He has several scars twisting around his body for "disobeying," but he hides them under his clothes.
Tattoos (if possible): His nation's emblem burnt into his ankle.
General style (how they dress): He usually wears a white blouse with a pair of baggy brown trousers and his worn leather boots. If the need arises to attend some special event, he'll exchange the brown pair for a black one and a jacket or vest of some sort (although he's rarely talked to). Atlas is usually locked inside due to his whole power situation so he doesn't need the clothes for any other particular occasion.

Personality:
Likes: gentle rain, books, soft sheets, the castle's resident cat Sox, fresh fruits, orchestra music, company
Dislikes: the castle's royalty/guards, thunderstorms, visits to the throne room or the dungeon, mirrors
General characteristics (basically how they act): Atlas is a very talkative person, and won't shut up until you've answered all his questions. That being said, he's also particularly curious and nosy, and likes to know what's going on at all times. He's also a very affectionate and touchy person, which is hard, but he settles with the occasional cuddles from Sox. Because of his nosiness, he's also very intelligent and can tell you almost 100% of the time where something is from a glance or two. His knowledge is expansive due to hours spent reading, which can be proven useful. He is also very lonely and is desperate for friends.
Pet Peeve(s): when someone is completely silent to you but has no problem talking to other people, stuck up jackasses that think they know everything
Extroverted or introverted? (or a mix) A mix, leaning more towards the extroverted side

Extras:
Preferred weapon (if necessary): He usually doesn't need one but if it comes to it, he'll pick up the nearest weapon and swing with wild abandon
Fighting style: Scrappy and all over the place; it's obvious he doesn't have much skill besides his power
Armor? Very light plated armor that slides easily over his clothes.

Ok so what time period is this? Is it in the past or more modern?

I would say more modernish, like they don’t have electronics but have the same intelligence as we do per say.

So like early 1900s?

sure, we can say that. but keep in mind that this isn't necessarily earth, it's an alternate universe with similar properties to earth. like for example, it has different nations.

Ok, so that's clears that up. Hive me like an hour and I'll have Cae up

Basics:
Name: Caelen Ashbel
Nickname (if possible): Cae
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Power: music/sound manipulation (more detail available if needed)

Appearance:
Ethnicity: Caucasian with middle eastern roots
Body Shape: athletic? Idk how to describe
Height: 6'2
Eyes: a mix of dark green and dark blue
Hair: Messy black wavy hair
Basic facial look: https://pin.it/3ckEHcV
Blemishes: light freckles dotting his nose
Tattoos (if possible): He has a tattoo of an anchor on his left forearm, a small plant with vines on his shoulder, and a libra constellation on his collarbone. He has a scar on his leg from when a dog bit him.
General style (how they dress): Caelen dresses in casual middle class clothes. Simple pants with a dark shirt and a pair of leather boots. For a fancy party he wears a white under shirt with a coat that has embroidered details, fitted pants, a pair of polished black boots, and has his hair combed back

Personality:
Likes: knives, building things, climbing trees, swimming, thunderstorms, the smell of fresh cut grass
Dislikes: pullout couches, coffee tables, smoke, deer, orange and yellow when paired together
General characteristics (basically how they act): Caelan is an ass. Plain and simple. He lost his sister in an attack on his life and just stopped caring, he had nothing left. Caelen has a soft spot for kids but tries to hide it, he doesnt want to feel the pain of losing someone, not again.
Pet Peeve(s): people who show extreme stupidity, when people ruffle his hair, casual slapping
Extroverted or introverted?: Caelen is a mix, leaving more to introverted but one could never be sure as he is great at forcing emotions on his face

Extras:
Preferred weapon (if necessary): dual swords but sometimes daggers
Fighting style: uniform. As a child his father sent him and his brother to a training school for guards and that is where he learned to fight. Caelen became a little aggressive after he lost his sister so his style changed from being perfectly uniform to having aggressive spasms
Armor?: if required

awesome!!!!! i’ll post a starter in the morning

Yay

Atlas was bored out of his mind. He was enjoying his walk in the garden earlier when he was rudely interrupted by the palace guards, taking him by the arms and locking him in a room he was all too familiar with. When he strengthened his power a little bit to at least mildly inconvenience them, he was quickly reminded of why he didn’t do that often.

Now that leads him to where he is now, laying on the bed, throwing an apple in the air. The sudden knocks on the door distracted him, the apple hitting his face.

Caelen groaned as the bruising on his face throbbed once again. He wasn't sure why the palace guards essentially kidnapped him, not explaining why they were doing this. They had been in the forest, his brother and him, close enough to their home that they could hear father's voice buy far enough that they couldn't see him. Caelen was using his powers to use the sounds of the forest–the sounds of birds singing, the wind as it weaved in and out of the trees, the sound of the stream as it trickled through the rocks, and the sounds of the animals who waded through the shallow water–to create a symphony for his brother. They were sitting in silence, just listening to the sounds Caelen had brought forth, when the guards came for him. A struggle ensued as he yelled at his brother to run home buy it seemed they weren't interested in him.

“Come in,” he called out, sullenly picking up his apple from the floor. This was his least favorite part about living in the castle; being the king’s little weapon. The word left a sour taste in his mouth. He absolutely despised the king and queen, he hated them to the bottom of his heart. He didn’t tell that to them of course, but he’s sure they got the message by his glares.

And don’t even get him started on the people they brought in; they hated him too. Well, they couldn’t exactly help it. Captured by a foreign kingdom and forced into a room with someone that’s basically a power magnet doesn’t help becoming friends.

The guards pushed open the door and basically shoved Caelen to the ground. In a fit of rage, he made the sounds around them go high pitched. They all winced and one of them kicked him in the stomach. Caelen fell back and groaned, the sounds going back to normal. They slammed the door shut, leaving him alone with another male.

Atlas winced. “Do you think you could’ve made that any louder?” he asked sarcastically, rubbing his ear. In retribution, he strengthened his outreach a little bit, a barely noticeable change in the air.

"I dont recall asking you." Caelen spoke, with a venomous tone. He glance around the room to look for a way out but suddenly felt drained. He stumbled before crashing against a wall and sliding down. "Fuck." He mumbled in pain, softly touching the bruising on his face

Atlas felt a wave of sympathy for the other man, so he reeled it back in, extruding as little as possible. “Shit, sorry, are you okay?” he said, getting up from his position on the bed, but careful to keep his distance. He didn’t want to hurt him more.

"Stay away from me." He grumbled, rubbing his head and standing up again, this time using the wall as a support.

Atlas frowned, crossing his arms. “I’m getting you some water and a rag because you do not look your best,” he huffed, walking into a conjoined room that served as a bathroom of sorts. “Stupid prisoner with his stupid face.” he grumbled under his breath, taking a bowl filled halfway with water and a old rag.

"Thanks for that." He said sarcastically. As the other male left the room, Caelen let out a pain filled groan and sat on the ground again, flexing his hand to get rid of all the kinks.