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Post by willowflower on Dec 23, 2016 2:22:05 GMT -5
Hi y'all! ^.^ Welcome to my little one-on-one sort-of plot shop ~ *waves fingers* Basically I was listening to a bunch of my songs and I couldn't help but feel like spinning stories based on my favorites, so why not do so with someone? Roleplay-wise, literacy is awesome! I'm not picky about length as long as my fellow roleplayer gives me something to work off of. In terms of activity, I'm pretty flexible. LGBTQ+ characters (as well as themes and romances) are welcome! And pretty much inevitable if you roleplay with me since none of my characters are actually straight. Or fit in the gender binary in general. These plots are purposefully vague to give you a lot of room to give it your own genre and style! (since I'm not picky ^.^ like if you really want to do romance let me know!) Important details (like worldbuilding and such) can be filled in by us both. I'm also not married to any roles, so you get first pick - though if you're chill with either or, I will most likely have a leaning towards one or the other. If you don't really like any of the plots right now (because I will be adding more as ideas crop up) but you still feel like roleplaying, let me know and I'll set my Ipod on shuffle to get a new song/idea :3 Let's see, what else... forum rules always apply, we can roleplay using PM if you so prefer, you can totally have more than one character, and definitely feel free to share ideas, ideas are awesome Forgive my excessive use of emoticons. Here we go! ~ Plots ~||Castle by Halsey|| You and your best friend were pretty excited about this new video game that just came out, and it was going great - right up to the point where the two of you get sucked into the game. Now you'll have to journey through a ruined fantasyland in an attempt to reach the castle and win the crown. || More than one person can totally jump in! || unclaimed! ||I Need a Hero by Bonnie Tyler|| The superhero with a double life is a little nervous about rooming with a policeman - someone who has been pretty verbal about their distaste for the vigilante. || claimed by Sappho ||Perfect by P!nk|| In a world where the world blooms into color whenever you and your soulmate touch, one is delighted to find their soulmate - only to find that their soulmate has crippling self-loathing and refuses to believe that they're good enough to be someone's soulmate. However, still charmed by their soulmate, one is determined to woo the other. || claimed by 🍉Watermelon🍉 ~ with Mycle and Norman
||Yuri!!! on ICE soundtrack (:3)|| There's a new skater in the rink, and with the Grand Prix Final coming up competition will be fierce. || with Ace ~ with Ari and Shafer
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 23, 2016 2:26:47 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ I'd totally roleplay either the first or the last one with you.
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Post by willowflower on Dec 23, 2016 2:31:09 GMT -5
((Coolz! Hm, is there one or another that you're leaning towards? I'm pretty excited for both ^.^ (and if you can't decide either i can flip a coin :3)))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 23, 2016 2:32:45 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ Hmm I guess I'm in the mood for some soulmate stuff, so the third one?
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Post by willowflower on Dec 23, 2016 2:38:13 GMT -5
((Sure! Did you prefer one role over the other?))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 23, 2016 2:42:22 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ Not really, I have a character that could go either way, so whichever you wanna take. :3
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Post by willowflower on Dec 23, 2016 2:47:49 GMT -5
((^.^ I have a charrie for the soulmate who doesn't like themselves ~ oh! For the world I was thinking that when they touch, color - but if they bond (somehow?) they can see color no matter what, though bonding is super seeped in meaning - basically a declaration of deep and profound love for each other. So, do you wish to start? They can bump into each other pretty much anywhere))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 23, 2016 2:49:06 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ I like it! Also just a quick question, so like I have four characters I could use, but I would prefer to use one. He's a teenager and gay, if that's not alright I can use one of my other characters.
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Post by willowflower on Dec 23, 2016 3:01:09 GMT -5
((oops, sorry for poofing on you - was writing a reply for the other rp ^.^'' that's totally cool! (almost perfect, actually) My charrie's a pansexual guy who's also going through the tough years of adolescence ^.^
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 23, 2016 3:01:10 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ I've gotta crash for the night, we'll have to continue this tomorrow.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 23, 2016 3:01:45 GMT -5
((oops, sorry for poofing on you - was writing a reply for the other rp ^.^'' that's totally cool! (almost perfect, actually) My charrie's a pansexual guy who's also going through the tough years of adolescence ^.^ ☃️OOC:☃️ Well then, that works out! :3 I'll reply in the morning, it's super late here.
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Post by willowflower on Dec 23, 2016 3:07:53 GMT -5
((heh, same ^.^'' sounds good, i'll see you tomorrow!))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 23, 2016 11:46:26 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ Morning! Did you still want me to start?
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Post by willowflower on Dec 23, 2016 18:06:19 GMT -5
((Morning! or, afternoon now for me ^.^' and sure!))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 23, 2016 19:58:47 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ Alrighty!
☃️IC:☃️ Norman glanced down at his watch, his brothers should be here at the school yard to pick him up within the next few minutes, so now all the short redhead had to do was wait, of course...it wasn't like he knew his hair was a bright, natural red, he still saw the world in black and white, no colors to be seen yet. However he could wait, and he couldn't wait or for the day he could finally see in color, Niko made it sound so incredible...even if he couldn't see it anymore, he remembered what it was like and often told his brothers about color, Norman loved the stories.
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Post by willowflower on Dec 23, 2016 23:46:08 GMT -5
Mycle let out a sigh, watching his breath swirl in the wind. He shivered as he left the shelter of the school building, hoping his guardian was already waiting in the parking lot. His cheeks were already stinging as he made his way across the school yard, the wind relentless in slapping his exposed skin red. Mycle paused and shifted his weight to one forearm crutch as he released his grip on the other to shift his scarf upwards to cover his chin a little more. The howl the wind makes is half nice to listen too, half nerve-wracking - it sounded fierce enough to knock down a tree. Mycle found himself quickening his pace, eager to slip into the warmth of a car, only finding too late that he was going far too fast. Sharp panic tore through his chest as he misstepped and slipped, colliding rather painfully with the ground.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 24, 2016 2:00:57 GMT -5
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☃️IC:☃️ As someone tripped right in front of him, Norman instinctively struck it his hand to grab the stranger's to try and stop him from falling...only problem with that was that he was short, weak, and really couldn't keep anyone up, so instead of helping him up...he ended up just falling down with him, it was humiliating on his end...trying to help someone out and just ended up falling down with them onto the cold, hard, frozen over ground, and once he crashed into the other and landed on the ground, he let out a small oomph before struggling to his feet, ending up on his knees beside the other. "Are you alright?" He asked, picking up the thick rimmed, black, big glasses he had and placing them back on his nose.
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Post by willowflower on Dec 24, 2016 2:44:38 GMT -5
Mycle squeaked as the pain of crashing into the ground was supplied with the pain of someone else crashing into him. He lay there for a heartbeat, stunned, before slowly picking himself back up. His crutches, still clinging to his forearms and knocking into the ground, were not much help for such an endeavor. At the sound of a voice, Mycle turned his head, at first hopelessly trying to see through the black curtain that is his hair before brushing the long locks back. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, shrinking down a little at the sight of the person he must've been responsible for knocking down. He was struck with the urge to bow furiously in apology, but he doubted the other would understand the gesture and feared a worse judgment from doing so. "Are you alright?" he said, no longer at a whisper but his voice still quiet, as if unsure whether or not to breach a certain volume. His dark eyes watched the other boy in genuine concern, his hands clasped together at his chest.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 24, 2016 3:20:28 GMT -5
☃️OOC:☃️ I have to go to sleep for the night, so I'll reply to the other one tomorrow.
☃️IC:☃️ Norman sent him a confused look. "Me? I'm fine, you're the one who fell," he explained and stood up, offering the other his hand, which wasn't currently gloved seeing as how he forgot them at home, to help him up. "It looked like a bad fall too, well at least from what I could tell...also falling," he added, glancing down slightly. Yeah...next time he should probably just figure out a different way to help people when they tripped, because that way only ended in pain for both of them.
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Post by willowflower on Dec 24, 2016 3:37:22 GMT -5
((okie!))
"But you fell too," Mycle protested. Partly because of me. "I mean," he said, his voice dropping in volume, "it wasn't... that bad." Sure, the icy floor wasn't comfortable, but he was rather used to pain. He couldn't help the faint flash of amusement at that last statement, though he still felt bad he had to drag the other down with him. "Thank you," he murmured, taking the offered hand. The world bloomed into color. He blinked. And blinked again, unable to comprehend the new information the world was bombarding his brain with. Suddenly the shade of his sweater was distinct from his hand, and his hand and the other hand, and the other's clothes, and hair, and eyes - and oh goodness was their hair beautiful. Mycle remained on the ground, stunned, unable to convince his muscles to move when he was too busy being awed.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 24, 2016 11:45:34 GMT -5
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☃️IC:☃️ Norman's eyes sort of widened when everything burst into vibrant color and all he could do was look at the world around him in aww. Niko was right, it. Was. Beautiful. Of course, he couldn't see his own features, such as his dark green eyes or red curly hair, but he could see this guy-his soulmate, wow he just met his soulmate, he-he didn't even know how to continue. So he just gave the other a bright, rather happy smile. "Do you see what I see? I'm...I'm Norman," he introduced, looking over at his soulmate, this...this was amazing, and so far he had yet to let go of the other's hand.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2016 12:09:36 GMT -5
I'd be interested in maybe doing the superhero one c: sounds fun! I'm not super active tho in the holiday season, and on the 27th I'll be gone till early January. If you'd rather have someone more active, that's fine! Just let me know!)
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Post by willowflower on Dec 25, 2016 18:06:30 GMT -5
((Hi Sappho! That's all cool - I don't require super activity, reply when you can! ^.^ Is there a role you're leaning towards?))
Mycle stared, then realized with a start the significance of the moment. His hand sharply slipped out of Norman's, plunging the world back into black and white, and then he was scrambling to his feet, his heart pounding and his face flushing. Of course - of course this is how he meet his soulmate, on the ground in a hopeless mess. He hurriedly swiped at the frost and dirt that clung to his pants, unable to look the other in the eye. His chest tightened, anxiety twisting his insides painfully. "I - I -" he stammered, unable to get the words out. Fear chased them back in. He lifted his head slightly and focused on a spot above Norman's shoulder. "Hi?" he managed, still struggling to wrap his head around this knowledge. Soulmate. Soulmate. So much meaning behind one word, such a wondrous story that Mycle didn't let himself believe it would actually happen to him - like meeting a celebrity or publishing his own book - that despite all the hypothetical meetings, all the conversations he spun in his head, seeing it happen now had set his heart on fire. Warm with delight but panicking in fear. "Um. Myc- my name is Mycle," he said uncertainly, already cursing himself for an imperfect introduction.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 25, 2016 20:27:23 GMT -5
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☃️IC:☃️ Norman's smile faltered slightly as the colors vanished from sight. It had just been a glimse, a small taste of something amazing, yet he already knew he wanted more. However he quickly got over the loss of color, looking at Mycle, giving him a warm smile. "Mycle..." he said quietly, testing how the name felt on his tongue and he quickly decided he liked it. Honestly he felt...happy at the moment, just knowing he had met his soulmate. The feeling was overwhelming yet it was so sweet as well. He didn't let his gaze leave the other, taking him in. "Well, Mycle...it's, it's really nice to meet you," he told him, grinning at him. Wow, his soulmate. Norman had always known he likely had one, but to actually meet him...it was incredible.
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Post by willowflower on Dec 26, 2016 4:44:32 GMT -5
Norman was smiling. That was good, right? This was fine. Mycle gave him a nervous smile. "It's - it's nice to meet you too," he said. Wow, he was terrified. He was going to make a fool of himself, right here, right there. He wanted to inch out of the conversation and make a run for it. He was going to say something stupid, wasn't he? Or maybe say it in the wrong tone - maybe laugh in a funny way, oh gosh he wasn't breathing, that wasn't good. "Um," he said, his voice quivering. He had no idea what to say. All hypothetical (perfect) conversations slipped right out the window. "Um." Should he tell his soulmate that he really liked his hair? Red curls dancing about his head - Mycle already knew that his hair was a plain black that fell straight, he had asked his guardians enough times. His heart sank at the thought - he probably looked little to no different with color, just a Japanese kid with dark hair and eyes. Suddenly highly self-conscious, Mycle ducked his head and studied the pavement, poking at some frosted grass sticking through the crack with the tip of his crutch. "I - your hair's nice," he said in a quiet voice, mentally kicking himself right after.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2016 9:25:37 GMT -5
I'd like the police officer :3 and maybe a possible villain?? c:< I'll see you in the new year - going away now!)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 11:51:29 GMT -5
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🍉IC🍉 "Oh-my hair...thanks, Niko says it's a very nice red but I haven't seen it....well I mean, I've seen the curls in the mirror before but not really the color...um I'm rambling...sorry, I do that when I'm nervous," Norman explained, fiddling with his fingers. "...Not that I'm not happy, because believe me, I am thrilled to meet you, it's just a little nerve wrecking, isn't it?" He asked with a smile as he looked up at Mycle. "Meeting your soulmate."
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Post by willowflower on Dec 26, 2016 17:19:58 GMT -5
((Sappho: Haha, sure thing! That'd be fun! See you then!))
Relief surged through Mycle - he wasn't the only one. He nodded vigorously. "Yes, yes! Absolutely!" he said, then wished he could reel it back in. What was he doing? That level of enthusiasm might send the wrong message! "I - I mean, I'm pretty nervous myself, I never really thought I'd actually..." he gestured, trying to find the right words. "I guess I never really believed that..." Then, he realized with a start. "Oh! I'm so sorry - my guardian must be waiting for me, I've -" he flushed. "Not - not that I want to, that is - I, I need to go," he finished lamely. "I'll see you tomorrow?" he said a little hopefully.
((I was thinking they could plan to meet and get to know each other at the library or coffee shop or something, during which Mycle would self-destruct and reveal that he doesn't believe he deserves a soulmate - what do you think?))
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Dec 26, 2016 17:30:27 GMT -5
🍉OOC 🍉 Sure!
🍉IC🍉 Realization crossed over Norman's face as he remembered he too, had guardians waiting for him...well he wasn't sure if they were here yet, but they would be soon. "Oh, right...right, maybe we could meet up...tomorrow, after school...for coffee?" Norman asked hopefully, looking back up at him, he would like to get to know his soulmate, so far, he liked him already and Norman couldn't wait to go and tell his brothers all about this meeting. Mycle...it was such a nice name, Norman already liked it. "On me, of course," he added after a moments thought.
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Post by willowflower on Dec 26, 2016 19:33:58 GMT -5
Mycle blinked up at him, surprised but pleasantly so, what feels like a warm glow blooming in his stomach. "Sure," he breathed. "B-but it's okay, you don't have to do that for me," he said quickly. "Tha - thank you though." He shifted his feet - as much as his nerves told him to flee, a part of him didn't want to go. Norman's gesture was already making him feel more comfortable existing in his presence. But, he reminded himself, Danny was probably waiting for him - it was rare that his guardian was ever late, or at least without a text, seeing how easily Mycle got anxious. "Oh!" he said. "Should I - that is, should we exchange, um, phone numbers?" His voice got progressively quieter as his confidence waned. "And, um, should we meet here?"
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