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Post by donuthole on Aug 3, 2016 20:36:28 GMT -5
I am a bit rusty but I wanna get back into this site so anyone wanna help with a one on one? I do mostly realistic but I am open to some supernatural and fantasy. I do fxf, fxm, and best friend fluff. Sorry but I'm not good at mxm but I could be willing to try. So does anyone wanna rp with me? I'll give you a donut.
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Post by Raven on Aug 3, 2016 20:43:58 GMT -5
Best friend fluff~~~~~
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Post by donuthole on Aug 3, 2016 20:51:42 GMT -5
(Yay my favorite. So what kind of setting do you want? Neighbors? Classmates? Roommates? What age range do you want also? Also any plot ideas?)
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Post by Raven on Aug 3, 2016 20:58:46 GMT -5
(Ummm, Neighbors or Classmates work for me. 16-17, maybe. No plot ideas, but i do have a character description if that helps~)
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Post by donuthole on Aug 3, 2016 21:01:42 GMT -5
(I was thinking of describing in the rp but if you wanna post forms we can do that. As for plot do you want to just rp and see where it takes us?)
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Post by Raven on Aug 3, 2016 21:04:26 GMT -5
(That works too. Do you want to start or should I?)
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Post by donuthole on Aug 3, 2016 21:13:23 GMT -5
(I'll start. Do you want them to be at school or at home?)
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Post by Raven on Aug 3, 2016 21:14:59 GMT -5
(Either one works for me tbh)
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Post by donuthole on Aug 3, 2016 21:25:38 GMT -5
(Okay lets have them at home)
The sound of chirping birds alerted Grace that it was time to get up. The blonde girl groaned and turned on her bed, taking her pillow and putting it over her ear in hopes it would cancel out the annoying sound. Why does it have to be morning? Grace asked herself as she surrendered to the chirping and sat up. Green eyes darted to the clock on her nightstand and she reached over to turn it off. As the girl brought back her hand, she grabbed her phone which was charging next to the alarm clock and browsed at her notifications. It was mostly from social media which she simply ignored and tossed the device to the side. "Time to rise and shine," Grace told herself as she stretched her arms over her head before standing up, the wood flooring cold against her bare feet. Browsing her mental wardrobe, Grace picked out her outfit as she did the rest of her morning routine before changing into the loose white shirt and dark jean shorts that suit her slender build. As she headed downstairs, she sent a text to her best friend about doing something later.
(I hope that's okay for you as a starter)
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Post by Raven on Aug 4, 2016 10:10:43 GMT -5
Paul had been up for a while, dressed in a black shirt and jeans, despite the tempretaure outside. He was sitting at the table, listening for one of his siblings to get up. His foster mom had woken him up to watch over them and guard the house. He was browsing his computer when his phone buzz. His friend had texted him, asking if he could hang out later. He responded with 'yes, as soon as his mom got back.'
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Post by donuthole on Aug 4, 2016 14:18:45 GMT -5
The sound of Grace's vibrating phone on the kitchen table made her jump, spilling milk a bit as she poured it over her cereal. She closed the gallon jug and walked it over to the fridge so that it would stay good. After grabbing a kitchen towel, the blonde girl went over to where her breakfast was and picked up her phone while wiping up the milk. What do you want to do? Want to just hang out at the park? she texted back. She set her phone down and pulled up her music, tapping on the screen lightly to play a song. The cereal was soggy at this point but she ate it just the same. Her mom was a work but without school today she didn't have much to do. Perhaps while she waited for Paul to be free she would read or watch some TV.
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Post by Raven on Aug 5, 2016 14:20:54 GMT -5
Yeah,sure Paul responded, stretching. He waved as his brother came downstairs and he told him of his plans. His brother blinked, then responded. Paul walked out the door, grabbing a set of keys as he went. He texted Grace that he was headed there. The park wasn't that far from his house and was well within walking distance.
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