forum RP with literally no guidelines lol//open probably

Started February 15, 2020 by @bisrid

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And me! Wow, Nie. Way to not fill out your own template

Aha, it's okay, take as much time as you need!

oh whoops i didn't realize we were waiting for me xD well i did already fill out a template but i've been super lazy because uni is a lot so i'm ready to start! but i suck at starting these soooo someone else wanna start off?

it's okay! and i'd be willing to start, although it'll have to wait until after school is over, since i don't have a whole lot of time right now (plus i work better at home anyways aha)

ah, i forgot nie hasn't filled out the template yet! gonna wait for them

_{you can do it nie! i believe in you!}

Full Name: Jackson Lombardi

Nicknames: Jackie, but only his friends get to call him that

Age: 18

Gender and Sexuality: Male(he/him) and Bisexual

Personality: Jackson is what many people would call a "social butterfly". He's willing to talk to almost anyone about almost anything. He doesn't care if the person is "popular" or not. If he thinks they're worth talking to, he'll do it. Most people describe Jackson's almost unwavering good attitude to be "too good to be true", resulting in him being called fake by some of his classmates. At one point in the year, a rumour had gone around about him ahem doing the do with a freshmen boy. It really helped showcase another side of Jackson: His bad side.

Once someone gets on his bad side, there's almost no going back. It takes a special type of screw-up to get on his bad side, so just him being angry with you won't do it. Once someone is on his bad side, he will do all he can to make sure every second that that person is miserable. He will hold a grudge so tight that you could practically call it his lover. He will spit venom at that person with every word that escapes his lips. But Jackson isn't the type to flat out insult someone. Rather, he will kill them with kindness. He will make them think he likes them until they realize it was nothing but slow poison.

Physical appearance: His hair is light brown and short with platinum blonde tips. He wears his hair curtained and it is always kind of messy. His skin is a very pale, alabaster colour. He gets sunburn semi-easily so he doesn't like staying the sun too long without having sunscreen on. His limbs are thin just like the rest of Jackson's body and he has almost no muscling except for some light muscling on his chest. He stands at around 5'9". He has light freckles across his nose that slightly dust onto his cheeks as well. His eyes are large, almond-shaped and amber.

Clothing style: His clothing style usually consists of loose hoodies and shorts. He always has a pair of circular sunglasses with him.

Hobbies: Painting, sports, singing, cooking, reading, and writing.

Other (Optional): His favourite food is key lime pie and his favourite colour is orchid. He has two pet hamsters that he named Chunks and Gundam.

Backstory (Optional): When Jackson was only two years old, his parents had gotten divorced and split up, his father had gained custody of him. He keeps in touch with both, but it practically drives him insane. It's nothing but his father down talking his mother and vice versa. It had driven him to a point of nearly no words

Aiyana stood at the edge of the woods, hidden in the shadows of the trees and foliage. Sword in hand, she silently observed all the occupants of the small town. But it was only then did she realize that it was dark enough that the lace on her dress was glowing a soft red. It wasn't nearly dark enough for a bright red glow, thank goodness.

Zofia picked up her dirty mattress from the floor to reveal a large hole in the wood. Inside the hole was a small case filled with beautiful knives. The collection had grown over the years, a hobby that Zo would have to keep hidden. She stole these knives from oblivious vendors on the streets and often sold them for money. But these knives she kept were the rare, beautiful, expensive knives that could be traced back to her if sold. Early in the morning, while the townspeople slept, she would go out to the woods and practice throwing. But she wasn't going to the woods today. She was hungry and had no money left for food. It was time to go on another run. Dressed in blue robes and black hunting boots, she would blend into the early morning crown. She snuck out of the house, searching for unsuspecting victims.

Crinal stood outside his house, letting the silent wind brush against his mess hair. He sat down, letting his back lean against the wall. He traced the floor with his fingers, taking in the boring yet cozy landscape surrounding him. He picked up his camera and pointed it towards to woods. Animals usually come out at this time, I might finally get a picture of a wolf! Crinal took out his pocket knife and made sounds with the concrete, trying to get the attention of animals. Come on, I just need one good picture…
Crinal sighed, knowing he wasn’t going to get it. He stood up and put his pocket knife back into his back pocket, going towards his home, a pretty small one at that. It wasn’t great, but it was great enough for him. He stopped walking. He felt eyes watching him. While he was used to the feeling, it still bugged him, he looked back at the woods. Maybe a wolf is nearby! Crinal thought to himself. He quickly sped up towards the woods, knowing it was thicker inside, the wolf must have been hiding. He let his camera relax on his chest hanging from its sash, taking out and gripping his pocket knife just in case the wolf would attack him, if it was even there.

Aiyana spotted a… was she seeing this right? A pale-skinned man with turquoise hair seemed to be walking her way. She froze up, but her gaze didn't go away. She moved her gaze right towards the man, watching him with "eagle eyes."