forum ~Torment~ A Roleplay!

Started April 03, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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“If you’re sure,” she said, going back to her phone.

Yeah, go ahead! I'll be sure to give opportunities along the way xD )

Jonathan stood up. His hand travelled against the beige drywall, shoving his feet into his shoes. He never had the motivation to untie and rety them; simply shoving and pulling out his feet was drastically more simple.

Robin nodded weakly and leaned against the table a bit for support, hoping it wasn't too noticeable. He felt as though his chest was tight and he could hardly breathe.

He walked out of the door, out of the cheap apartment complex. He could hear the Indian family that lived below his house yelling about their dog and its particularly loose bowels, and John couldn't help a slight scowl. He never really liked dogs, unfortunately.

(M'kay, let me see if I can do this right.
Name: Rebecca amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) Tulia (eryone calls her Becca though)
Age: 15
Appearance: Dark magenta hair in small and kind of messy curls that goes to about her ribcage, dark oak brown eyes, olive skin, 5'5, slim and fit. (She's Cherokee)
Is Wearing: Light jean shorts, a tan colored shirt(kind of looks like sheepskin or velvet) that says, "Hope is a powerful weapon."on it. Moccasin ankle boots, and a wreath of flowers on her head.
Personality: Kind, quiet, shy, friendly, optimistic, knows more than she let's on.
Demons: Depression -a white wolf(talisman now)
Anxiety -A small, blue, fluffy dragon(that Becca would love if it was friendly)
Is that good? Do I have to add anything? Take anything away?))

(Okay, I'm just going to put my OC in here. Let me know if I left out anything!)
Name: Xander Solano
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Looks: Somewhat long black hair, very pale skin, striking gray eyes, 5'10, slim build with broad shoulders
Personality: INFP, intelligent, quick on his feet, emotional, very perceptive especially of emotions, forgiving, kind, easily scared
Demon(s): Loneliness- a mourning dove; Fear (especially of failure or loss)- a snake that likes to stay around his neck

Nope, its perfect! Thanks )

Jonathan upturned his walnut eyes to the sky. He hated how far away it was, and he wasn't sure why he always felt like this. The ideal was a strange grudge. But neither participant seemed to want to instigate a conflict, so they passed one another in silence, passive and bitter and static silence. Except thunderstorms— damn thunderstorms. For being almost twenty years old, those things were torrential.

Yep! )

Becca sat down under a tree, not sure where she was. Oh well. She'd call her grandfather to pick her up later. She let her Black Labrador Midnight lay down on her lap while she silently stroked her soft fur. The tiny blue dragon stared at her from its perch on her knee.

Xander wandered through the park, holding a stack of books in his arms. He sat down on a bench and looked straight ahead. There was a girl sitting underneath the shade of an oak. He thought that she was aesthetically pleasing and opened his sketchbook to draw her, the dog and the tree.
(I assume it's a real dog?)

Jonathan began his aimless tre down the street. Typically he wound along a sidewalk flaking the dog park, and a road stuffed with artisan shops.

Griffin curled up in a ball on the ground, hand trembling as a blue ringed octopus curled its tentacles around him sinisterly, directing his hand towards a knife.

Jonathan found a bench, and set himself down. He hated dogs, yeah. So he wasn't sure why he chose a dog park to spend his time. But that's just how it is.

Ace walked into a coffee shop, needing to be revitalized after having to deal with Rio all night long at a party, they could still feel Infra's dead eyes boring into their shoulder you're not good enough. They'd been hearing that the entire party too.

"Hello, um can I have Hot Chocolate with Vanilla, Caramel, and Sugar Syrup, and with like caffeine, and cream please."

The barista looks shocked," Name?"

"Um, Ace, like of cards" they say, paying for their drink and sitting down by the window, onlooking the park.

Jonathan rested his head back to daydream, head of black, thick curls falling back.

(Back burn inconsistent)

"Hey dude, are you okay?" Dara asked Robin. The snake-eel receded as her empathy kicked in. "You're displaying all the physical symptoms of a panic attack."

*(back but inconsistent not burn lol)

Griffin whimpered quietly as he wrapped his hands around the blade, bringing it to his body. The octopus squeezed him tighter.

Panic attack. The two words that sent him over the edge. The dragon burned his throat and Robin started hyperventilate. "I… I-I'm… I'm f-fine…" He very clearly lied. He could tell that the dragon was enjoying itself.

Gtg soon bike ride )

Jonathan looked back up to the sky again, watching the clouds glide past. Too carefree for him to like, but.. eyecandy nonetheless..

Griffin yelped in pain as he drove the knife into his leg, sliding to the floor, the octopus choking him.

Xander paused his drawing and his mind began to wander to dangerous places. He was worrying about college, which wasn't far down the road, and it was really getting to him. He still didn't know what he wanted to do; he really just wanted to be an artist, but was well-aware that might not be enough to sustain him financially. The snake around his neck raised its head and hissed in his ear. Xander pushed it down with his hand and told it to chill out. He went back to drawing and set his focus back on that and his subject, Rebecca.