Name: Ryan Kitsun
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Sexuality: GAY GAY GAY GAY VERY GAY
Looks: Blonde hair with yellow eyes. Pale white skin, and a muscular build and about 5’6.
Outfit: Wears a white t-shirt with yellow pants. Wears white sneakers with it.
Personality: Stubborn and arogent. Although he seems to be a huge idiot he’s actually really smart and isn’t all talk. He can be very nice, but is easily angered.
Other: The gay that flirts until his mouth falls off.
(Oof.)
Is he a fox-spirit?
yeah, this is still open. and I'm back so we can start :v
Hello!
how should we start this? I was thinking something like a block party or smth (the cafe thing is a little cliche)
(that sounds pretty good)
Yeah, block party!
I can start if you give me a bit!
Actually nvm yet…
okay here's my bio. I can start if we have some sense of a plot (what is a block party?)
Name: Conner Liam Effiat
Job/Career: Author
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Age: 22
Personality: Quiet and nerdy and super sweet
Father: Liam Soar.
Stepfather: Ryan Collins
Mother: Kelly Effiat
Siblings: William Collins (Step, 20) , Sarah Collins-Effiat (half, 7)
Love interests: None yet
Death: None yet
Backstory: Grew up in Washington DC with mother and father until his father died at the age of 7. Him and his mother moved to Minnesota where they still live. Mother found a boyfriend who soon became his stepfather when he was 12. Stepdad brought along a son who was 10, and soon gave his mother a daughter when Conner was 15. Had a fairly decent life, but was bullied for his proclivity for writing. He moved out at 20 and got his own place about 25 miles from his mom’s house, becoming a full time author with one bestselling novel: Our Time Together. Which he published at 21. Uses the Pen Name Miles Soar which, if unscrambled, spells Liam S. Soar.
Lyrical Description: Tall and muscular with black hair and soft green eyes. Wears basic square black glasses and spends most of his time on his computer, writing.
(it's basically like a house party but it's like a neighborhood kinda lol)
ohhhhhhhhhh okay that makes sense lol. Would you like me to start?//
I can start if you guys want…
up to you. and I love the new name XD//
Thanks!
so you or me start?//
(whoever wants, idc)
I'll let Houndie!
I'll do it. Just give me a moment to write//
Aww thanks, Shuri XD I didn't see your comment when I replied lol//
It's cool!
(Okay, hi, yes, hello, can I please know who is shipping with who so I know my options?)
I CALL HAKAI!
Conner was in his house, dark except for the single dim beam of light coming from the small lamp on his desk. His long and delicate fingers flew over the keyboard in front of him, the corresponding letters appearing on the dim screen. He was deep in the zone of his writing, the outside world not existing to the brunette. Conner's green eyes flicked over the screen as he wrote, one hand taking a less-than-a-second break to push up his glasses that were falling slowly down his long and small nose. Every once and awhile he'd lean back, squint, read what he wrote, then edit and continue (or occasionally delete everything).
//sorry That was kind of short//
(it's all good, and don't worry shuri Hakai is all yours lol)
Hakai was currently having the time of his life at a nearby house party. He was grinning widely, standard red cup full of spiked punch in hand as he danced around, nearly whacking more than a few people in the legs with his tail. He already was a little drunk, and he definitely looked it from the light blush on his face and the way his faded denim jacket was hanging half off his shoulder