forum Roleplay 1 X 1

Started July 18, 2021 by @casualwhisper

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Go ahead and click on this. I dont really have a plot ready yet so I am hoping someone could help me out here. It can be anything you want.

Hi! Welcome to Notebook my friend! I'd love to join and help you plan if you would like to have me ^^

Oh my lord! Yes please!

Alright great! So you mentioned you didn't have anything in mind, but are there certain genres that you prefer over another? Personally I adore a good fantasy romance or a dark gritty romance with a lot of angst, but it's also up to you :3

(Damn beat me to it)

We can still do a one and one together if you want!

Alright great! So you mentioned you didn't have anything in mind, but are there certain genres that you prefer over another? Personally I adore a good fantasy romance or a dark gritty romance with a lot of angst, but it's also up to you :3

I actually love either sooooo…you can decide!

Alright great! So you mentioned you didn't have anything in mind, but are there certain genres that you prefer over another? Personally I adore a good fantasy romance or a dark gritty romance with a lot of angst, but it's also up to you :3

I actually love either sooooo…you can decide!

😋 I have a great idea for a gritty dark one because I'm a HOE for dark plotlines. Give me a few and I'll write up the details

Alright then! Have at it!

You are the owner of a bar, who often sees many faces pass through. You have a few regulars, but no one special. Except one man. About an hour from closing he will always come in and order several shots of whiskey and a cherry margarita. That doesn't sound special, but something about him strikes you as different. Perhaps it's his lanky body, unnatural tiredness lining his icy eyes, or maybe he's hiding something more. And you're hungry to find out.

Of course you can add anything you'd like to the bartender character. The OC I'm alluding to is my long-time rp boy who is a jaded detective with certain specific skills on dealing with the criminally insane. His job is soul-sucking and stressful, mostly because he himself could be marked as criminally insane if he steps a toe out of line. Your character will find out why as the story progresses…

And I would prefer to do an mlm for this prompt just cus I'm curious but I wouldn't mind an nblm either. Up to you tho since it's your charrie.

I LOVE IT!!!

uh thanks lol, you're welcome to stalk ^^

I LOVE IT!!!

Sorry! That was my other account!! I couldn't get in to the casual whisper one!

Oh LMAO I didn't realize. Great! So I'll toss you his page and you can plan a bartender charrie?

Of course!

His background is a spoiler warning as well as a TW so if you want the rp to be a surprise don't read it lol

Okie! I will get my male character ready!

Cool! Could you make him a little bit older, considering he is working at a bar, so maybe 21 or 22?

Yeah! How about 23?

Perfect! Would you like me to start us off?

Go ahead!

The nights are always the worst.

Being let off after a few hard shifts, starting from five AM and ending at 12:30 AM sharp is always the worst. The roads are empty and there are only a few people walking on the sidewalks of a usually busy city.
One car drove with a purr, no loud music, no popping exhaust, just a dress-shirt sleeve and a long, pale hand hanging out of the window.
That arm belonged to no other but Metaphorical Whembrooke, who was on the verge of falling asleep at the wheel due to his long shifts and little sleep. His long, dark hair fluttered around his face and tickled him to keep him awake, but if not for the lack of traffic, he would have caused an accident by now. That was just an excuse in his mind to pull into his favorite late-night bar at one AM, just to rest his head and get himself awake with a strong taste of margarita. He had dropped by this place many times. He liked it for its one quality– lack of traffic in and out. Usually bars around town were busy and full of noise with men who wanted to fight and show the lanky, scrawny Met how well they could knock him down.
Met was in no interest of such things. He wanted a drink and privacy, both of which he had lacked all day at his draining job. He ducked out of his car and shuffled to the bar door, pushing his way past the bouncer who waved to him, and pulled open the door. The warmth of the bar sent his hair back over his shoulders and out of his face, and finally, comfort.

Derek was the easiest person to be around. He had a nice outgoing laugh and didn't ever seem to be rude.

When he noticed some guy come in, he knew that he had a purpose. Derek smiled and continued serving the other people though. Derek helped one last lady and then finally looked at the man who entered.

"What can I get ya?" He asked happily.