@Hey_Its_Snowy_And_Im_Generally_Confused
Good point… Let’s go with #1 then
Good point… Let’s go with #1 then
Shall we do templates, or dive right into the story?
I do better with templates if you don’t mind.
That's fine!
Great!
Here are a few things we need to establish though…
LGBT is perfectly fine with me, and possibly early 20s? If you have any other ideas then that’s good too.
That's it. We're using supernatural creatures right?
Yup, for the fantasy aspect
OK. Let's get on those templates!
Name: Ezra Aamon
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 21
Species: Unknown, Monster
Personality: A social outcast, his whole thing is this grunge, "broken bones and blood on my hands" type thing at first glance, but he has quite a soft side to him, and he is a total guardian angel type.
Appearance: Tall at 6'1" in stature, long limbs, strong, lean. Slightly round face, sharp nose and chin. Has short, wild brown hair that he bleached blonde, crystal blue eyes.
Talents: Can be smart if he has to be, a good brawler.
Flaws: Socially inept, barely self-sufficient.
Likes: Basking in the sun, smokes.
Dislikes: Bad weather, bad soil, himself to a degree.
Other: Works at a bar. Rides a Ninja. Has superhuman strength, stamina, agility, speed, durability, a healing factor, and can both generate, and unmake limbs, appendages and certain organs.
Name: Samuel “Sam” Huelsenbeck
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Age: 23
Species: Siren
Personality: Soft BoiTM altough manipulative by nature, outgoing and tries to make friends all the time, accidentally ends up seducing them occasionally
Appearance: 5’11", dark dark dark brown hair, slightly droopy jade green eyes, very tan, muscular, broad (ish) shoulders and hooked nose
Talents: Good artist, excellent flirting skills and speedy runner
Flaws: Barely capable of surviving, codependent
Likes: Challenges, watermelon, elephants, aesthetically pleasing weapons, big shirts
Dislikes: Styrofoam cups, lobsters
Other: Sells drugs on the side, physical form changes in mirrors, mind control powers but doesn’t like to use them
YEET! They're perfect!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I love your characterrrrr
Thanks.
Shsll we start?
Yeup, after you, Shuri!
Of course!
It was finally Ezra's turn to get in. They had to do a bag search, for obvious reasons, so ad he waited, he looked out at the place. A carnival-type thing, with long winding roller-coaster tracks supported by skeletal, sturdy supports, a Ferris Wheel with a tall, thick base and a wheel with cool patterns on it. It had lots of unique booths, a snsck bar and regular bar in the middle of it all. He sniffed the air, smelling cotton candy.
"Sir." One of the workers alerted him.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"Your stuff."
He thanked them stepping in. He scoured his surroundings, bumping into somebody.
Ezra you goddamn idiot! He cursed himself, waiting for the screams. None.
Being bumped into by an inhuman thing like himself was enough to break most humans.
"I'm, uh, sorry." He said, to a tall, dark-haired man.
Sam had been looking forward to the carnival for weeks, he never missed it when it came to town. The smells of cheap, fatty food had wafted into his room that morning, making him even more excited for it. No later than when he arrived for his planned out day did he run into someone, causing the tickets to fall out of his hand.
“Dammit!! He cursed under his breath. Sam bent down to grab his tickets and looked up to see a handsome man apologizing to him.
After he had gathered himself up, Sam replied, “Hey, it’s my fault, I wasn’t looking where I was walking.”
"Yeah, me neither." Ezra said, offering to help. He stared the other guy straight in the eyes, genuinely not pissed as he usually was. Instead he did up his tie. The corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled, an expression that was foreign to his perpetual scowl. He took out his earbuds.
"You okay?" He wondered, looking the other up and down.
“No, but that’s mostly how I am. I was in a rush for the carnival.” Sam pulled his collar up and counted his tickets, making sure they were all there. “The name’s Sam, by the way. Sam Huelsenbeck.” There was something strange about the other man, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
"Ezra Aamon." Ezra said, extending a hand to the other dude. "And, let me make it up to you." He offered, taking out a few bills. "Why don't I buy you a drink, eh?" He offered, resisting his urge to pull out a cigarette. His mind still slightly wandered off now, although he stayed vigilant for anyone around him. Just in case.
There was something up with this guy.
(This is off to a great start, but my battery is at 10% and my charger is broken, so I have to leave for tonight. I’ll be back in the morning!)
Sam paused. He hadn’t expected the day to go like this.
“Maybe… but an even better offer would be a ride on,” he pointed to the tallest rollercoaster in the carnival, “The ‘Whiplash.’” He flashed Ezra a grin.
(Sure.)
This boi empty!
YEET!
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