About Connor
❝You couldn't take a crawfish on a date you f***❞
Name: Connor Mayfield
Nickname: Annoying Femboy, “the c*ck sleeve”
Age: 19
Date of Birth: 1998, May 9
Place of Birth: he was born inside of a New York Hospital
Species: human
Sign: I'll do that later
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: he's gay
Ethnicity/Race: Caucasian
Nationality: American
Religion: unpracticing Catholic
❝yeah I know im short, but that was perfect when I was making f***ing your dad trying to make a child hed actually love❞
Height: 4'11
Weight: 100 lbs
Body Type: he has a female build, with much large hips and thighs then most women do
Hair Color: white
Eye Color: blue
Skin Tone: he's white
Distinguishing Features: He has some freckles sprinkled around his face
Disabilities/Conditions: he has trauma that he doesn't ever want to talk about, and he won't go to therapy either
❝you broke me. You turned me into some f***ed up creature!❞
Personality Type: Connor Mayfield may come across as brash and somewhat standoffish, carrying the belief that people rarely deserve second chances. However, beneath this exterior, lies a kind-hearted individual whose softer side emerges upon closer interaction. Despite retaining a touch of mischievousness, he's not just a tough exterior.
Traits: he has ass freckles
Strengths: little to none actually, he doesn't do much and he isn't the best for combat either
Abilities: none
Weaknesses: he's a human
Hobbies/Interests: he enjoys… collecting sex toys
Fears/Phobias: he has a fear of rats climbing into his pipes
❝whats a family without having no faith in them?❞
Family: he has a father, mother and siblings, butbhes cut them all out of his life
Education: High school dropout
Occupation: he works in the local coffee shop
Place of Residence: he lives in his own apartment
Social Status: none yet]
Family Relationships: none at all
Friendships: he hasn't met anyone
Romantic Relationships: no one yet
Enemies/Rivals: none yet
❝you have NO clue about the hell I went through!❞
Origin: Born into the Mayfield family, Connor spent his early years in a small apartment in the middle of Boston with his Aunt and Uncle in the beginning, but moved back in with his parents at age 4. Even while he was young, his brain picked up what his uncle had taught him. He found himself to be quite smart when it came to getting around the streets of any city, and knowing how to read signs was very good as well. During a summer when he was five, he had been sent away again until he was 10, where he and his grandfather spent much of their time together, usually against Connors will. But what was he supposed to do?
Even then, at the tender age of 16, Connor's life had taken a quite drastic turn. He became a victim of a kidnapping, being stuck in some home inside of the woods with four men using his body like it was a toy. After the four weeks had passed, he was dumped off into a dumpster where a man had found him and alerted authorities. No one was believing his story, not a single person believed him due to the four men being the “heroes” of the small town.
When he was 17, he immediately left after a year of the hell his mother had put him through, and while his father was hard, he was barely even around to give him a beating or anything. He felt as though his entire family had just turned on him without a reason, and now he was on his own. He moved back in with his uncle and aunt and met some of his greatest friends, and he learned how to skateboard and smoke, and even dated one of his best friends for a good two years before he landed inside of a new town.
Summary: boy raped, no one believe, he here now
Face Claim: Casper by artist Sc00tyb00ty
Other Notes: none
❝break me, you big balled bitch~❞
Name: Connor Mayfield
Nickname: Annoying Femboy, “the c*ck sleeve”
Age: 19
Date of Birth: 1998, May 9
Place of Birth: he was born inside of a New York Hospital
Species: human
Sign: I'll do that later
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: he's gay
Ethnicity/Race: Caucasian
Nationality: American
Religion: unpracticing Catholic
❝yeah I know im short, but that was perfect when I was making f***ing your dad trying to make a child hed actually love❞
Height: 4'11
Weight: 100 lbs
Body Type: he has a female build, with much large hips and thighs then most women do
Hair Color: white
Eye Color: blue
Skin Tone: he's white
Distinguishing Features: He has some freckles sprinkled around his face
Disabilities/Conditions: he has trauma that he doesn't ever want to talk about, and he won't go to therapy either
❝you broke me. You turned me into some f***ed up creature!❞
Personality Type: Connor Mayfield may come across as brash and somewhat standoffish, carrying the belief that people rarely deserve second chances. However, beneath this exterior, lies a kind-hearted individual whose softer side emerges upon closer interaction. Despite retaining a touch of mischievousness, he's not just a tough exterior.
Traits: he has ass freckles
Strengths: little to none actually, he doesn't do much and he isn't the best for combat either
Abilities: none
Weaknesses: he's a human
Hobbies/Interests: he enjoys… collecting sex toys
Fears/Phobias: he has a fear of rats climbing into his pipes
❝whats a family without having no faith in them?❞
Family: he has a father, mother and siblings, butbhes cut them all out of his life
Education: High school dropout
Occupation: he works in the local coffee shop
Place of Residence: he lives in his own apartment
Social Status: none yet]
Family Relationships: none at all
Friendships: he hasn't met anyone
Romantic Relationships: no one yet
Enemies/Rivals: none yet
❝you have NO clue about the hell I went through!❞
Origin: Born into the Mayfield family, Connor spent his early years in a small apartment in the middle of Boston with his Aunt and Uncle in the beginning, but moved back in with his parents at age 4. Even while he was young, his brain picked up what his uncle had taught him. He found himself to be quite smart when it came to getting around the streets of any city, and knowing how to read signs was very good as well. During a summer when he was five, he had been sent away again until he was 10, where he and his grandfather spent much of their time together, usually against Connors will. But what was he supposed to do?
Even then, at the tender age of 16, Connor's life had taken a quite drastic turn. He became a victim of a kidnapping, being stuck in some home inside of the woods with four men using his body like it was a toy. After the four weeks had passed, he was dumped off into a dumpster where a man had found him and alerted authorities. No one was believing his story, not a single person believed him due to the four men being the “heroes” of the small town.
When he was 17, he immediately left after a year of the hell his mother had put him through, and while his father was hard, he was barely even around to give him a beating or anything. He felt as though his entire family had just turned on him without a reason, and now he was on his own. He moved back in with his uncle and aunt and met some of his greatest friends, and he learned how to skateboard and smoke, and even dated one of his best friends for a good two years before he landed inside of a new town.
Summary: boy raped, no one believe, he here now
Face Claim: Casper by artist Sc00tyb00ty
Other Notes: none
❝break me, you big balled bitch~❞
_ evie ortiz;
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ full name: eveline ortiz
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ nickname: evie
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ gender: female
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ age: 22
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ species: human
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ hair color: light brown
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ eye color: blue
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ occupation: tbd
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ ethnicity: caucasian
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ played by: barbara palvin
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀coming soon
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ full name: eveline ortiz
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ nickname: evie
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ gender: female
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ age: 22
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ species: human
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ hair color: light brown
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ eye color: blue
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ occupation: tbd
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ ethnicity: caucasian
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀➥ played by: barbara palvin
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Rules...
Do we need rules?
Only one perhaps.. I don't do well with males for roleplay.
Afterall, that is considered a sin hmm?
Only one perhaps.. I don't do well with males for roleplay.
Afterall, that is considered a sin hmm?
Sam
Full Name : Samuel Cyrus Monroe (goes by Sam, strictly)
Nicknames: Sammy (often doesn’t like when called by it)
Date of Birth : 9/19.
Age : Generally 17-21, depending on rp
Zodiac : Aries
Religion : None.
Gender : Male.
Pronouns : He / Him.
Sexuality : Pansexual
There's a ruggedness to him, a sense of resilience forged in the fires of adversity.
Sam carries himself with a quiet strength, his movements purposeful and deliberate. He's not one to mince words or sugarcoat his thoughts, preferring instead to speak with a blunt honesty that can sometimes catch others off guard. Yet, beneath this gruff exterior lies a heart that beats with a profound sensitivity.
Despite his rough edges, Sam possesses a deep well of empathy, often finding himself drawn to those who are struggling or in pain. He has a knack for seeing past the masks people wear, sensing the hidden hurts and unspoken fears that lurk beneath the surface—seeking comfort in those who battle similar things.
Background: (some details can be changed depending on the RP)
Sam's story begins in the small town of Willow Creek, where he was born to a troubled couple struggling with addiction and poverty. His mother, Robin, was a kind-hearted woman who battled her demons, while his father, George, was a volatile man with a criminal record.
From a young age, Sam's life was marked by instability and chaos. His parents' turbulent relationship often erupted into violent outbursts, leaving him caught in the crossfire of their dysfunction. Despite Sarah's efforts to shield him from harm, the toxic environment took its toll on Sam, leaving him feeling abandoned and adrift.
Tragedy struck when Sam was just ten years old. Sarah passed away suddenly from a car accident, leaving him orphaned and alone as his father was in prison. With no other family to turn to, Sam was placed in the foster care system, where he bounced from one temporary home to another like a lost soul searching for refuge. Each new placement brought its own set of challenges. Some foster parents were kind and nurturing, offering Sam a glimpse of stability amidst the chaos. But others were neglectful or abusive, leaving him feeling more isolated and vulnerable than ever before. Though he was eventually adopted by a couple who treated him fairly well.
As Sam grew older, he found himself grappling with feelings of anger, sadness, and profound loss. Unable to make sense of the turmoil that had consumed his life, he turned to drugs and alcohol as a means of escape, seeking solace in the numbing embrace of intoxication.
With each passing day, Sam's addiction deepened, pulling him further into a downward spiral of self-destruction. He dropped out of school, severed ties with the few friends he had left, and drifted aimlessly through life, haunted by the memories of his past and trying desperately to forget them.
Despite his struggles, Sam clung to the belief that somewhere out there, he could find a sense of belonging and purpose.
//still under construction
Nicknames: Sammy (often doesn’t like when called by it)
Date of Birth : 9/19.
Age : Generally 17-21, depending on rp
Zodiac : Aries
Religion : None.
Gender : Male.
Pronouns : He / Him.
Sexuality : Pansexual
There's a ruggedness to him, a sense of resilience forged in the fires of adversity.
Sam carries himself with a quiet strength, his movements purposeful and deliberate. He's not one to mince words or sugarcoat his thoughts, preferring instead to speak with a blunt honesty that can sometimes catch others off guard. Yet, beneath this gruff exterior lies a heart that beats with a profound sensitivity.
Despite his rough edges, Sam possesses a deep well of empathy, often finding himself drawn to those who are struggling or in pain. He has a knack for seeing past the masks people wear, sensing the hidden hurts and unspoken fears that lurk beneath the surface—seeking comfort in those who battle similar things.
Background: (some details can be changed depending on the RP)
Sam's story begins in the small town of Willow Creek, where he was born to a troubled couple struggling with addiction and poverty. His mother, Robin, was a kind-hearted woman who battled her demons, while his father, George, was a volatile man with a criminal record.
From a young age, Sam's life was marked by instability and chaos. His parents' turbulent relationship often erupted into violent outbursts, leaving him caught in the crossfire of their dysfunction. Despite Sarah's efforts to shield him from harm, the toxic environment took its toll on Sam, leaving him feeling abandoned and adrift.
Tragedy struck when Sam was just ten years old. Sarah passed away suddenly from a car accident, leaving him orphaned and alone as his father was in prison. With no other family to turn to, Sam was placed in the foster care system, where he bounced from one temporary home to another like a lost soul searching for refuge. Each new placement brought its own set of challenges. Some foster parents were kind and nurturing, offering Sam a glimpse of stability amidst the chaos. But others were neglectful or abusive, leaving him feeling more isolated and vulnerable than ever before. Though he was eventually adopted by a couple who treated him fairly well.
As Sam grew older, he found himself grappling with feelings of anger, sadness, and profound loss. Unable to make sense of the turmoil that had consumed his life, he turned to drugs and alcohol as a means of escape, seeking solace in the numbing embrace of intoxication.
With each passing day, Sam's addiction deepened, pulling him further into a downward spiral of self-destruction. He dropped out of school, severed ties with the few friends he had left, and drifted aimlessly through life, haunted by the memories of his past and trying desperately to forget them.
Despite his struggles, Sam clung to the belief that somewhere out there, he could find a sense of belonging and purpose.
//still under construction
Qëra
Full name: N/A
Alias/Name Known By: Qëra
Birth Date: N/A
Physical appearance
Species: Volarian elf
Age: N/A
How old he/she appears: 25 y/o
Weight: 144 lbs
Height: 6’4
Body Build: lean and flexible
Eye Color: glowing, golden amber
Distinguishing Marks: Runes of Narchys
Predominant Features: Volarian ears
Hair Color: ashen silver
Voice: sultry and hypnotic
Physical Disabilities: none
Usual Fashion of Dress: black hooded bodysuit, black skin-tight pants, black combat boots
Jewelry or accessories: Volarian gold earring
Personality
Priorities: seemingly none
Life Philosophy: fend for yourself because no one else will
Goals
Drives and Motivations: live the rest of her life on her own terms
Past
Place of Origin: Volaris
Type of Childhood: her people were hunted to near extinction
First Memory: waking up in a war-torn, abandoned village in Volaris
Family
Mother: N/A
Father: N/A
Siblings: N/A
Spouse: none
Children: none
Other important family members: N/A
Favorites
Color: #9E7BB5
Least favorite color: #CCFF02
Music: Volarian folk music
Food: Qosaigan fruit
Literature: Ancient lore and rune books
Form of Entertainment: practicing combat and rune-casting
Mode of transportation: rune portal
Most prized possession(s): Narchys daggers
Habits
Hobbies: traveling, seducing as a means of manipulation
Smokes/Drinks/Other drugs?: occasional drinker
Extremely skilled at: killing and leaving no trace, rune-casting
Extremely unskilled at: trusting anyone or anything
Traits
Optimist or Pessimist: Pessimist
Introvert or Extrovert: Introvert
Reckless or Cautious: depends
Logical or Emotional: Logical
Disorderly/Messy or Methodical/Neat: Methodical/Neat
Prefers working or relaxing: working
Confident or unsure of themself: depends
Self-perception
How they feels about themself: it’s complicated
One word they would use to describe themself: alone
How do they think others perceive them?: scum
What would they most like to change about them?: not be so cynical
Relationships with others
Opinion of other people in general: always an ulterior motive
Hiding true opinions and emotions from others? usually
Please feel free to ask any further questions about her via DM.
**Note: to view her favorite/least favorite color, copy the code provided and past in your searching engine of choice (e.g. Google)**
Alias/Name Known By: Qëra
Birth Date: N/A
Physical appearance
Species: Volarian elf
Age: N/A
How old he/she appears: 25 y/o
Weight: 144 lbs
Height: 6’4
Body Build: lean and flexible
Eye Color: glowing, golden amber
Distinguishing Marks: Runes of Narchys
Predominant Features: Volarian ears
Hair Color: ashen silver
Voice: sultry and hypnotic
Physical Disabilities: none
Usual Fashion of Dress: black hooded bodysuit, black skin-tight pants, black combat boots
Jewelry or accessories: Volarian gold earring
Personality
Priorities: seemingly none
Life Philosophy: fend for yourself because no one else will
Goals
Drives and Motivations: live the rest of her life on her own terms
Past
Place of Origin: Volaris
Type of Childhood: her people were hunted to near extinction
First Memory: waking up in a war-torn, abandoned village in Volaris
Family
Mother: N/A
Father: N/A
Siblings: N/A
Spouse: none
Children: none
Other important family members: N/A
Favorites
Color: #9E7BB5
Least favorite color: #CCFF02
Music: Volarian folk music
Food: Qosaigan fruit
Literature: Ancient lore and rune books
Form of Entertainment: practicing combat and rune-casting
Mode of transportation: rune portal
Most prized possession(s): Narchys daggers
Habits
Hobbies: traveling, seducing as a means of manipulation
Smokes/Drinks/Other drugs?: occasional drinker
Extremely skilled at: killing and leaving no trace, rune-casting
Extremely unskilled at: trusting anyone or anything
Traits
Optimist or Pessimist: Pessimist
Introvert or Extrovert: Introvert
Reckless or Cautious: depends
Logical or Emotional: Logical
Disorderly/Messy or Methodical/Neat: Methodical/Neat
Prefers working or relaxing: working
Confident or unsure of themself: depends
Self-perception
How they feels about themself: it’s complicated
One word they would use to describe themself: alone
How do they think others perceive them?: scum
What would they most like to change about them?: not be so cynical
Relationships with others
Opinion of other people in general: always an ulterior motive
Hiding true opinions and emotions from others? usually
Please feel free to ask any further questions about her via DM.
**Note: to view her favorite/least favorite color, copy the code provided and past in your searching engine of choice (e.g. Google)**
Late Responses
Hey yall! I'm sorry my responses are gonna be slow and a bit late! I got hit with state competitions in America so im off and competing! Thank you for understanding!
-Dex1
-Dex1
Salem Connelly
B A S I C S
Full Name: ➸ Salem Connelly
Nickname(s)/Title(s): ➸
Age: ➸ 16-21
Birthday: ➸ December 13th
Gender: ➸ Female
Sexuality: ➸ Lesbian
Species: ➸ human
Ethnicity/Race: ➸ Caucasian
Occupation: ➸ student/fast food(if a minor) or college student/lounge singer(if adult)
A P P E A R A N C E
Height: ➸ 5'3"
Weight: ➸ 125lbs
Body Shape: ➸ slim with a bit of curve
Skin Tone: ➸ pale
Hair Color: ➸ black
Hair Length: ➸ shoulder length
Eye Color: ➸ blue
Freckles: ➸ all over her body
Piercing(s): ➸ none
P E R S O N A L I T Y
× Independent
× Academic and nerdy
× Sweet and a bit of a pushover
M I S C
Salem was born into a decent family. That was until her dad was laid off work and started to drink to pass the time. At first he'd have a few drinks during a football game or during dinner, but it was always enough to get him drunk. He was a pretty violent drunk and he was mad about his life. He didn't really want Salem, she was an accidental pregnancy. Over the years his abuse got worse and worse, Salem's mom was gone most of the time for work or to just completely avoid being home. Salem wasn't always abused, her dad took it out on his wife more. But eventually, when Salem was about nine, the abuse towards her grew more frequent. Eventually, when Salem turned 10, her mother got pregnant again. Another little girl named Willow. Salem never left Willow's side and when she was at school, she worried about the baby the whole time. She raised that poor baby and kept her safe from her father's abuse as the two got older. On Salem's 12th birthday, she had put Willow to sleep when she heard her parents fighting in the kitchen. She went to check on them and found her father waving around a knife, drunkenly trying to attack her mother. She jumped in and took the knife, getting hurt in the process. But her father was so damn determined to hurt Salem's mother that he went and got a gun from his gun cabinet and shot her right in front of Salem. He tried to shoot Salem too, only getting her in like the arm or something, nowhere fatale. From there, after Salem's dad was arrested, the two girls lived with their strict Catholic grandparents. Things were fine for a while, Salem was still raising Willow but she wasn't as worried about her while she was at school. Around 14 year old, Salem found out that she didn't like boys, but liked girls. She had a few relationships, but none of them lasted longer than a few months. When she turned 14, however, she had a relationship that got a little serious. The two were just innocently kissing, nothing more, and her grandma walked in. They were immediately kicked out and Salem had to find another home. She took Willow and left refusing to ever come back if they weren't going to love her for who she was.
//Art isn't mine! Will update when I redraw her!!//
Full Name: ➸ Salem Connelly
Nickname(s)/Title(s): ➸
Age: ➸ 16-21
Birthday: ➸ December 13th
Gender: ➸ Female
Sexuality: ➸ Lesbian
Species: ➸ human
Ethnicity/Race: ➸ Caucasian
Occupation: ➸ student/fast food(if a minor) or college student/lounge singer(if adult)
A P P E A R A N C E
Height: ➸ 5'3"
Weight: ➸ 125lbs
Body Shape: ➸ slim with a bit of curve
Skin Tone: ➸ pale
Hair Color: ➸ black
Hair Length: ➸ shoulder length
Eye Color: ➸ blue
Freckles: ➸ all over her body
Piercing(s): ➸ none
P E R S O N A L I T Y
× Independent
× Academic and nerdy
× Sweet and a bit of a pushover
M I S C
Salem was born into a decent family. That was until her dad was laid off work and started to drink to pass the time. At first he'd have a few drinks during a football game or during dinner, but it was always enough to get him drunk. He was a pretty violent drunk and he was mad about his life. He didn't really want Salem, she was an accidental pregnancy. Over the years his abuse got worse and worse, Salem's mom was gone most of the time for work or to just completely avoid being home. Salem wasn't always abused, her dad took it out on his wife more. But eventually, when Salem was about nine, the abuse towards her grew more frequent. Eventually, when Salem turned 10, her mother got pregnant again. Another little girl named Willow. Salem never left Willow's side and when she was at school, she worried about the baby the whole time. She raised that poor baby and kept her safe from her father's abuse as the two got older. On Salem's 12th birthday, she had put Willow to sleep when she heard her parents fighting in the kitchen. She went to check on them and found her father waving around a knife, drunkenly trying to attack her mother. She jumped in and took the knife, getting hurt in the process. But her father was so damn determined to hurt Salem's mother that he went and got a gun from his gun cabinet and shot her right in front of Salem. He tried to shoot Salem too, only getting her in like the arm or something, nowhere fatale. From there, after Salem's dad was arrested, the two girls lived with their strict Catholic grandparents. Things were fine for a while, Salem was still raising Willow but she wasn't as worried about her while she was at school. Around 14 year old, Salem found out that she didn't like boys, but liked girls. She had a few relationships, but none of them lasted longer than a few months. When she turned 14, however, she had a relationship that got a little serious. The two were just innocently kissing, nothing more, and her grandma walked in. They were immediately kicked out and Salem had to find another home. She took Willow and left refusing to ever come back if they weren't going to love her for who she was.
//Art isn't mine! Will update when I redraw her!!//
Rules/Regulations.
1. My time, like many of yours, is precious. Don't waste it.
2. I have a job I have to keep up with, so I'm not always here. I will do my best to respond to any and all writing sessions I may have here. I ask that you do the same.
3. Although my grammar, spelling, and punctuation may lack at times, I will do my best to ensure it's readable. I ask that you put in effort as well. I do not like that txt speech or whatever it's called.
4. I'm an adult, and so I'd rather write with other adults. Absolutely no minors. Anyone under the age of eighteen that does send an add will be blocked, anyone trying to involve minors in an RP with me will also be blocked.
5. I'm an adult and thus don't kind certain aspects that may come within the RP. If that's not something for you, please seek entertainment elsewhere.
6. I'm dominant, a top, and I'm interested in men or women.
7. I won't accept adds from people that use photos of real persons.
2. I have a job I have to keep up with, so I'm not always here. I will do my best to respond to any and all writing sessions I may have here. I ask that you do the same.
3. Although my grammar, spelling, and punctuation may lack at times, I will do my best to ensure it's readable. I ask that you put in effort as well. I do not like that txt speech or whatever it's called.
4. I'm an adult, and so I'd rather write with other adults. Absolutely no minors. Anyone under the age of eighteen that does send an add will be blocked, anyone trying to involve minors in an RP with me will also be blocked.
5. I'm an adult and thus don't kind certain aspects that may come within the RP. If that's not something for you, please seek entertainment elsewhere.
6. I'm dominant, a top, and I'm interested in men or women.
7. I won't accept adds from people that use photos of real persons.
ᯓ the stars collide
name: sunny
age: 21
dob: 08.29.02
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: pansexual (i love everybody mwahmwahmwah ❤33)
status: single
rp style: semi, copy, para (even tho i SUCK)
idk what else to put rn, zooted
age: 21
dob: 08.29.02
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: pansexual (i love everybody mwahmwahmwah ❤33)
status: single
rp style: semi, copy, para (even tho i SUCK)
idk what else to put rn, zooted
important characters for my character
Father John Meladze :
Bodyguards :
Assistent :
Manager :
Model Agent :
personal Trainer :
Finanzexperte :
Bodyguards :
Assistent :
Manager :
Model Agent :
personal Trainer :
Finanzexperte :
The most important people in my life
The people listed here have made it to the most important people in my life in recent weeks, months, and years. Without these people, I would not be here today, and I am grateful that I can call them my friends/ family.
@TenaciousJuggernaut :
Since I’ve known Joe, we’ve had a lot of moments laughing together and spending time together. I got to know him, and very quickly noticed that he thought in many things as I did. Which I liked, because it’s no longer easy to find someone who is also old-fashioned in certain things. To this day, a friendship has developed that I no longer want to miss, he became not only one of my best friends but also my roommate. And no I would never want to change this, because that’s what Sloane and Joe’s story is all about. He is not only a terrific wrestler, but also a terrific friend, buddy but also a terrific and handsome man, and I am glad to have such a great man in my life. You have to accept him, because he is one of the two men who were always there for me, even when everyone else left. Therefore, he always comes before everyone else.
Thank you Joe I hope many more years of our friendship will come.
@Perfectman :
We’ve known each other for more than 10 years, and he’s my best friend. I trust him not only blindly in roleplay, but also in real life. He and I know each other by heart, we have had many situations, whether as a couple, as friends or as family, we know each other, understand each other and nothing in the world can separate us. Those who do not accept Him in my life have already lost. As already mentioned, I know him not only in Roleplay, but also in real life, and that always counts for me more than Roleplay. You have to accept him, because he is one of the two men who were always there for me, even when everyone else left. Therefore, he always comes before everyone else. Thank you for being in my life, I hope many more years of friendship will follow, and remember, the meeting is still pending, you crazy ass. love you so much
@TenaciousJuggernaut :
Since I’ve known Joe, we’ve had a lot of moments laughing together and spending time together. I got to know him, and very quickly noticed that he thought in many things as I did. Which I liked, because it’s no longer easy to find someone who is also old-fashioned in certain things. To this day, a friendship has developed that I no longer want to miss, he became not only one of my best friends but also my roommate. And no I would never want to change this, because that’s what Sloane and Joe’s story is all about. He is not only a terrific wrestler, but also a terrific friend, buddy but also a terrific and handsome man, and I am glad to have such a great man in my life. You have to accept him, because he is one of the two men who were always there for me, even when everyone else left. Therefore, he always comes before everyone else.
Thank you Joe I hope many more years of our friendship will come.
@Perfectman :
We’ve known each other for more than 10 years, and he’s my best friend. I trust him not only blindly in roleplay, but also in real life. He and I know each other by heart, we have had many situations, whether as a couple, as friends or as family, we know each other, understand each other and nothing in the world can separate us. Those who do not accept Him in my life have already lost. As already mentioned, I know him not only in Roleplay, but also in real life, and that always counts for me more than Roleplay. You have to accept him, because he is one of the two men who were always there for me, even when everyone else left. Therefore, he always comes before everyone else. Thank you for being in my life, I hope many more years of friendship will follow, and remember, the meeting is still pending, you crazy ass. love you so much
Fallout OC - Ernest Lee
Age: 26 at Onset of Great War
Height: 1.82m
Strength: 7
Perception: 9
Endurance: 7
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 5
Agility: 5
Luck: 7
Tag Skills: Unarmed, Survival, Sneak
Traits; Skilled, Heavy Handed
Bio: Born in the terminal unrest of pre-War America, he was drafted out of high school and shipped off to serve in the Sino-American war, he was honourably discharged from the US Army on October 21st 2077 and was making his way home when the bombs fell.
Somehow he survived, his back to the flash and far enough away not to be incinerated, he soon began to envy the dead.
Height: 1.82m
Strength: 7
Perception: 9
Endurance: 7
Charisma: 2
Intelligence: 5
Agility: 5
Luck: 7
Tag Skills: Unarmed, Survival, Sneak
Traits; Skilled, Heavy Handed
Bio: Born in the terminal unrest of pre-War America, he was drafted out of high school and shipped off to serve in the Sino-American war, he was honourably discharged from the US Army on October 21st 2077 and was making his way home when the bombs fell.
Somehow he survived, his back to the flash and far enough away not to be incinerated, he soon began to envy the dead.