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Character being used by me- Eliah.
Roleplay name - Return to Fairmont.
Genre- Romance, drama, slice of life.
Trope- Past Bully x past target
Pairing- BxG (Me as G)
Plot-
Muse A (me) was born and raised in Fairmont when her mother left her and her dad the word traveled fast everyone knew, bullying started kids picking on her for her mother not wanting her and leaving her behind. She started becoming closed off, the bullying got worse when muse B (you) started joining in, not only insulting her but getting his group of friends to join in, pushing her, insulting her, even getting one of the girls of the group to hit her, it carried on until muse A moved away.
She took her studies very seriously and made sure to be top of the class, a 4.0 GPA, after school activities, she did everything to make sure she could go to a good college and it all paid off when she got her acceptance letter to Harvard. She moved away to Massachusetts, starting her new life and never looked back.
Until..
She got a call in class. Her father was dying. She hauled ass back home.
Starter!! (I don’t mean to control your character but this is the only way I know how to do it to get the ball rolling)
Her day started off as it always did, her alarm going off at 5 AM- going on a run around campus, getting breakfast, then getting ready for class.
She sat in the third row, her laptop open taking down notes as her professor talked about the importance of understanding your clients mental state and going into the session without judgment. When her phone rang, the professor gave her a dirty look and she stood up “I’m sorry Sir, can I take this out in the hall?” She asked making sure to show respect, the professor nodded “Yes, just make sure not to disrupt my lessons again Ms. Moore” she nodded back taking her leave into the hallway.
Placing the phone up to her ear a woman’s voice came over the speaker.
“Hello, is This Eliah Moore?”
“Yes it is.”
“Hi my name is Kathy I’m a nurse at Lasro Medical, Dave Moore has been undergoing chemotherapy for the past three years, but he has stage four lung cancer, it’s aggressive and we’re afraid he doesn’t have long left to live.”
“Wait what-“
Her father never mentioned he had cancer? She knew he was an avid smoker.. but cancer- he never mentioned that!
“He requested to be taken home, so we granted it- but he needs care-“
Her world felt like it was spinning, crashing down on her.. the nurses words fading out and she heard static ringing in her ears.
Her dad.. he was dying..
“Ms? Hello?”
“Sorry- yeah. I’ll be on the first flight back..”
she hung up the phone, running back inside her class she grabbed her things and headed to her dorm room.
She purchased a ticket for the next morning, spending the rest of her day packing and explaining to the administrators of her situation. They granted her an acceptation of continuing classes online.
She returned to Fairmont, her first day there consisting of a long conversation with her father.
It had been a week that she had been in Fairmont now.
“Eli, I’m hungry could you head over to Luffys for some breakfast?” Her dad asked from the living room, she was washing the dishes when she poked her head through the doorway “Sure dad, what would you like?” She asked, he took a second to think “Maybe a biscuit, with gravy, bacon, eggs, and sausage, Oo with coffee!” Her dad spoke up, she sighed “I guess in your situation eating healthy doesn’t really matter..” she mumbled, draining the water from the sink.
“Honey, I’ve accepted my fate.” Her dad reminded her, she was well aware that he had accepted it.. she was starting to as well. He wasn’t scared so why should she be?
She ran up to her room putting on a jacket and grabbing his keys off the coffee table heading out to his red 2009 Ford pickup truck.
She drove to the local Diner Luffys.. the only good thing about Fairmont.
She parked, ready to get out. She looked across the street recognizing the only mechanic shop in town ‘Burrows’ she thought she recognized a figure but she shook the idea out of her head.
She exited the truck, starting for the door.
(Where your starter would go and in this kind of way)
Looking across he noticed the red truck as Dave’s, he had dirt, grease, and oil on him from working on a Toyota of a couple just driving through the town when they broke down.
He nudged his friend “Doesn’t Dave have cancer?” He asked his friend looked up from under the hood of the car “Yeah why?” His friend asked, he looked across the street at the truck “That’s his truck. I should know I work on it every time it has a problem.” He crossed his arms a bit he shrugged it off and returned to work, then his friend gasped “Holy sh*t, it’s Eliah!” His friend announced, his head snapped around and his friend wasn’t wrong.. it was Eliah.
(You can name his friend and decide where it goes from there, keep in mind that he bullied her so she won’t be too happy to see him- maybe even make him more kind hearted and checks up on Dave to give her a reason to kinda trust him? I don’t know, let’s see what you got!)
Send me a pm if youd like to try it out or if you have questions!
Roleplay name - Return to Fairmont.
Genre- Romance, drama, slice of life.
Trope- Past Bully x past target
Pairing- BxG (Me as G)
Plot-
Muse A (me) was born and raised in Fairmont when her mother left her and her dad the word traveled fast everyone knew, bullying started kids picking on her for her mother not wanting her and leaving her behind. She started becoming closed off, the bullying got worse when muse B (you) started joining in, not only insulting her but getting his group of friends to join in, pushing her, insulting her, even getting one of the girls of the group to hit her, it carried on until muse A moved away.
She took her studies very seriously and made sure to be top of the class, a 4.0 GPA, after school activities, she did everything to make sure she could go to a good college and it all paid off when she got her acceptance letter to Harvard. She moved away to Massachusetts, starting her new life and never looked back.
Until..
She got a call in class. Her father was dying. She hauled ass back home.
Starter!! (I don’t mean to control your character but this is the only way I know how to do it to get the ball rolling)
Her day started off as it always did, her alarm going off at 5 AM- going on a run around campus, getting breakfast, then getting ready for class.
She sat in the third row, her laptop open taking down notes as her professor talked about the importance of understanding your clients mental state and going into the session without judgment. When her phone rang, the professor gave her a dirty look and she stood up “I’m sorry Sir, can I take this out in the hall?” She asked making sure to show respect, the professor nodded “Yes, just make sure not to disrupt my lessons again Ms. Moore” she nodded back taking her leave into the hallway.
Placing the phone up to her ear a woman’s voice came over the speaker.
“Hello, is This Eliah Moore?”
“Yes it is.”
“Hi my name is Kathy I’m a nurse at Lasro Medical, Dave Moore has been undergoing chemotherapy for the past three years, but he has stage four lung cancer, it’s aggressive and we’re afraid he doesn’t have long left to live.”
“Wait what-“
Her father never mentioned he had cancer? She knew he was an avid smoker.. but cancer- he never mentioned that!
“He requested to be taken home, so we granted it- but he needs care-“
Her world felt like it was spinning, crashing down on her.. the nurses words fading out and she heard static ringing in her ears.
Her dad.. he was dying..
“Ms? Hello?”
“Sorry- yeah. I’ll be on the first flight back..”
she hung up the phone, running back inside her class she grabbed her things and headed to her dorm room.
She purchased a ticket for the next morning, spending the rest of her day packing and explaining to the administrators of her situation. They granted her an acceptation of continuing classes online.
She returned to Fairmont, her first day there consisting of a long conversation with her father.
It had been a week that she had been in Fairmont now.
“Eli, I’m hungry could you head over to Luffys for some breakfast?” Her dad asked from the living room, she was washing the dishes when she poked her head through the doorway “Sure dad, what would you like?” She asked, he took a second to think “Maybe a biscuit, with gravy, bacon, eggs, and sausage, Oo with coffee!” Her dad spoke up, she sighed “I guess in your situation eating healthy doesn’t really matter..” she mumbled, draining the water from the sink.
“Honey, I’ve accepted my fate.” Her dad reminded her, she was well aware that he had accepted it.. she was starting to as well. He wasn’t scared so why should she be?
She ran up to her room putting on a jacket and grabbing his keys off the coffee table heading out to his red 2009 Ford pickup truck.
She drove to the local Diner Luffys.. the only good thing about Fairmont.
She parked, ready to get out. She looked across the street recognizing the only mechanic shop in town ‘Burrows’ she thought she recognized a figure but she shook the idea out of her head.
She exited the truck, starting for the door.
(Where your starter would go and in this kind of way)
Looking across he noticed the red truck as Dave’s, he had dirt, grease, and oil on him from working on a Toyota of a couple just driving through the town when they broke down.
He nudged his friend “Doesn’t Dave have cancer?” He asked his friend looked up from under the hood of the car “Yeah why?” His friend asked, he looked across the street at the truck “That’s his truck. I should know I work on it every time it has a problem.” He crossed his arms a bit he shrugged it off and returned to work, then his friend gasped “Holy sh*t, it’s Eliah!” His friend announced, his head snapped around and his friend wasn’t wrong.. it was Eliah.
(You can name his friend and decide where it goes from there, keep in mind that he bullied her so she won’t be too happy to see him- maybe even make him more kind hearted and checks up on Dave to give her a reason to kinda trust him? I don’t know, let’s see what you got!)
Send me a pm if youd like to try it out or if you have questions!
Eliah
Name- Eliah Jade Moore
Age- 21
Nicknames- Eli and Jade
Eliah Was named by her father, since her mother was more absent from her life- she never wanted to be a mother but her father was more then ready. Her mother left her behind when Eliah turned 6 years old, leaving her father alone to raise Eliah.
Appearance-
Eliah is 4’12 taking after her mother’s lack in height, weighing in at 95-100 lbs she is quite skinny and petite. Her skin is pale and dotted with freckles the majority congregated on her face, she has a button nose, her lips are full but her top lip is a bit smaller and has a slightly rounded cupids bow, her eyes are almond shaped and they’re A17 Blue, she has long brown wavy hair- it reaches to the middle of her back. Her eyebrows are soft arched.
Her style is more comfy/casual. Wearing things like jeans, oversized T-shirt’s, sweatpants and such. She doesn’t put effort into her style unless she has a reason to.
She has her ears pierced, and her tongue pierced.
She has two tattoos a moth on her right wrist with two crescent moons above and below it, and a sunflower chain link that goes around her upper arm. She wants more tattoos but hasn’t had the time to get them.
Personality:
Intelligent - Quiet - Logical
Eliah is very intelligent she is goes to college as a psychology major, she has always excelled when it comes to school. She is quiet, due to her past she doesn’t try to make her presence well known, she’d rather exist than to be known. She thinks logically, she learned that running on emotions wasn’t the way to go and that thinking logically lead to less heartache. She is kind and has a lot of empathy for people, she is an introvert. She has a temper but she tries her best to keep it under control, she is sarcastic and can definitely hold a grudge, she is closed off never really giving people a chance but she has a reason for it.
Habits-
Picking at the skin around her fingernails when she is anxious.
Twisting her hair around her finger.
Biting at her lips and cheeks.
Hobbies-
Photography
Piano
Reading
Likes-
Hikes
Nature
Books
Libraries
Waterfalls
Rain
Dislikes-
Heat
Heights
Fairmont Oregon (the small town I made up in which she hates)
Coffee (she only drinks coffee when she really needs to but she hates it)
Occupation- Psychology student at Harvard. (She doesn’t stay in Massachusetts she moves back to Fairmont- will explain more)
Parents:
Father- Dave Moore - 51 years old.
Mother- Cheryl Brown - 48 years old.
Backstory- She was born and raised in Fairmont Oregon, a town so small that only 245 people live there- everyone knows everyone, news travels fast in Fairmont when something happens the whole town knows. When Eli turned 6 her mother and father split up and Cheryl left Fairmont and returned to Florida where she was born leaving her daughter behind, the news that Cheryl had abandoned Eliah traveled fast and it was so unexpected that other parents suspected that something more was going under the roof of the Moore household. Really Cheryl wasn’t ready to be a mother and never expected to be in the position she was in, the pressure got to her and she ran. Dave became an upstanding father, providing his daughter with the Best upbringing he tried his best to protect her from everything- but he couldn’t protect her from the words and actions of other kids.
Kids started to pick on Eliah for her mother leaving, her looks, honestly anything they could find they used against her. The worst being Muse B. (Your oc) who was the ring leader of a group of five, the bullying continued until Eli turned 18 and she moved away to attend college, she hadn’t returned to Fairmont for years until she got the call that her father had stage four lung cancer and wouldn’t be around for much longer.
She altered her life and hauled it back to her hometown to take care of her father and spend his last months with him.
Age- 21
Nicknames- Eli and Jade
Eliah Was named by her father, since her mother was more absent from her life- she never wanted to be a mother but her father was more then ready. Her mother left her behind when Eliah turned 6 years old, leaving her father alone to raise Eliah.
Appearance-
Eliah is 4’12 taking after her mother’s lack in height, weighing in at 95-100 lbs she is quite skinny and petite. Her skin is pale and dotted with freckles the majority congregated on her face, she has a button nose, her lips are full but her top lip is a bit smaller and has a slightly rounded cupids bow, her eyes are almond shaped and they’re A17 Blue, she has long brown wavy hair- it reaches to the middle of her back. Her eyebrows are soft arched.
Her style is more comfy/casual. Wearing things like jeans, oversized T-shirt’s, sweatpants and such. She doesn’t put effort into her style unless she has a reason to.
She has her ears pierced, and her tongue pierced.
She has two tattoos a moth on her right wrist with two crescent moons above and below it, and a sunflower chain link that goes around her upper arm. She wants more tattoos but hasn’t had the time to get them.
Personality:
Intelligent - Quiet - Logical
Eliah is very intelligent she is goes to college as a psychology major, she has always excelled when it comes to school. She is quiet, due to her past she doesn’t try to make her presence well known, she’d rather exist than to be known. She thinks logically, she learned that running on emotions wasn’t the way to go and that thinking logically lead to less heartache. She is kind and has a lot of empathy for people, she is an introvert. She has a temper but she tries her best to keep it under control, she is sarcastic and can definitely hold a grudge, she is closed off never really giving people a chance but she has a reason for it.
Habits-
Picking at the skin around her fingernails when she is anxious.
Twisting her hair around her finger.
Biting at her lips and cheeks.
Hobbies-
Photography
Piano
Reading
Likes-
Hikes
Nature
Books
Libraries
Waterfalls
Rain
Dislikes-
Heat
Heights
Fairmont Oregon (the small town I made up in which she hates)
Coffee (she only drinks coffee when she really needs to but she hates it)
Occupation- Psychology student at Harvard. (She doesn’t stay in Massachusetts she moves back to Fairmont- will explain more)
Parents:
Father- Dave Moore - 51 years old.
Mother- Cheryl Brown - 48 years old.
Backstory- She was born and raised in Fairmont Oregon, a town so small that only 245 people live there- everyone knows everyone, news travels fast in Fairmont when something happens the whole town knows. When Eli turned 6 her mother and father split up and Cheryl left Fairmont and returned to Florida where she was born leaving her daughter behind, the news that Cheryl had abandoned Eliah traveled fast and it was so unexpected that other parents suspected that something more was going under the roof of the Moore household. Really Cheryl wasn’t ready to be a mother and never expected to be in the position she was in, the pressure got to her and she ran. Dave became an upstanding father, providing his daughter with the Best upbringing he tried his best to protect her from everything- but he couldn’t protect her from the words and actions of other kids.
Kids started to pick on Eliah for her mother leaving, her looks, honestly anything they could find they used against her. The worst being Muse B. (Your oc) who was the ring leader of a group of five, the bullying continued until Eli turned 18 and she moved away to attend college, she hadn’t returned to Fairmont for years until she got the call that her father had stage four lung cancer and wouldn’t be around for much longer.
She altered her life and hauled it back to her hometown to take care of her father and spend his last months with him.
Taytum
SONGS
Paranoid/Love - Tame Impala
"Do you remember the time we were
The time we were by the ocean?
I didn't care if it was day or night
The world was right where I wanted"
Taro - Alt-J
"Le photographe est mort
3.1415, alive, no longer my amour
Fated for home, May of '54
Doors open like arms, my love
Painless with a great closeness"
Mama's Gun - Glass Animal
"Did you say something? What'd you say?
Was that your voice or was that me?
Little voices buzzing poison
Backward noise from everything
Dr. Swango says I'm psycho
Says they all from Neverland
They'll never ever let me be
Was that your voice or was that me?"
GENERAL
Name- Taytum Jacye Altrez
She likes her name but will go by Tay most of the time.
Age [ Birthday ] [ Zodiac Sign ]
21 years old, Born September 21st, 2002. She is a Virgo.
Gender [ Pronouns ] [ Sexuality ]
She was born female and is perfectly comfortable in her gender assigned at birth, she doesn’t question her identity and is very comfortable with her femininity, she loves pretty things, dresses, skirts, makeup, getting her nails done, and getting her hair done. She is pansexual, she doesn’t care about someone's gender identity just that they have a genuine connection built on respect and interests.
APPEARANCE
"If you have the ability to change your mind, you have the ability to change your whole life."
Facial Features
Her face is slim, a diamond shape, with a sharp jawline, her nose is slightly upturned and on the smaller side, her eyes are almond-shaped, her eye color is a deep brown, Her bottom lip is fuller than her top lip, and her eyebrows are nicely shaped.
Hair
Her hair is about 18-20 inches long, wavy, and dark brown.
Height [ Figure ] [ Aura ]
She is very petite, 5’0 around 100 lbs; she has a small hourglass shape, she isn’t very happy with her size because of the comments that she receives on it, she gets upset when people comment on her size. She likes to be comfy so she is always in sweatpants, jeans, crop tops, or hoodies, she doesn’t try with her appearance unless there is a real reason to do so.
PERSONALITY
"Beauty begins when you decide to be yourself."
Witty - Ambitious - Kind
Sarcasm and back talk his her specialty, she always has comebacks ready; she has a slight temper that she tries to keep under wraps, she is very ambitious, always working towards her goals; she will never give up until she reaches a great achievement, something for her to be proud of. She always holds her head up high, staying as optimistic as possible, she likes to give people light in their life, brightening their day, and always helping out, she is very kind; she cares for all life in the world. She works at a restaurant, and takes extra care of every customer, out of the kindness in her heart and the chance at a good tip. She stays very active, she likes to stay in shape; after she quit gymnastics at 15 she decided she’d make sure to always keep up on exercise.
BACKSTORY
"A bad day for your ego is a great day for your soul"
Tay never had the best upbringing her parents pushed her hard when it came to school and after-school activities, soon enough after she turned 16 she started rebelling and acting out; partying, and trying all kinds of things. She has never stopped after that.
AUTHOR NOTES
"You only fall when you stop trying"
I would pair Taytum with a dominant person, with a strong will, and high ambition.
Paranoid/Love - Tame Impala
"Do you remember the time we were
The time we were by the ocean?
I didn't care if it was day or night
The world was right where I wanted"
Taro - Alt-J
"Le photographe est mort
3.1415, alive, no longer my amour
Fated for home, May of '54
Doors open like arms, my love
Painless with a great closeness"
Mama's Gun - Glass Animal
"Did you say something? What'd you say?
Was that your voice or was that me?
Little voices buzzing poison
Backward noise from everything
Dr. Swango says I'm psycho
Says they all from Neverland
They'll never ever let me be
Was that your voice or was that me?"
GENERAL
Name- Taytum Jacye Altrez
She likes her name but will go by Tay most of the time.
Age [ Birthday ] [ Zodiac Sign ]
21 years old, Born September 21st, 2002. She is a Virgo.
Gender [ Pronouns ] [ Sexuality ]
She was born female and is perfectly comfortable in her gender assigned at birth, she doesn’t question her identity and is very comfortable with her femininity, she loves pretty things, dresses, skirts, makeup, getting her nails done, and getting her hair done. She is pansexual, she doesn’t care about someone's gender identity just that they have a genuine connection built on respect and interests.
APPEARANCE
"If you have the ability to change your mind, you have the ability to change your whole life."
Facial Features
Her face is slim, a diamond shape, with a sharp jawline, her nose is slightly upturned and on the smaller side, her eyes are almond-shaped, her eye color is a deep brown, Her bottom lip is fuller than her top lip, and her eyebrows are nicely shaped.
Hair
Her hair is about 18-20 inches long, wavy, and dark brown.
Height [ Figure ] [ Aura ]
She is very petite, 5’0 around 100 lbs; she has a small hourglass shape, she isn’t very happy with her size because of the comments that she receives on it, she gets upset when people comment on her size. She likes to be comfy so she is always in sweatpants, jeans, crop tops, or hoodies, she doesn’t try with her appearance unless there is a real reason to do so.
PERSONALITY
"Beauty begins when you decide to be yourself."
Witty - Ambitious - Kind
Sarcasm and back talk his her specialty, she always has comebacks ready; she has a slight temper that she tries to keep under wraps, she is very ambitious, always working towards her goals; she will never give up until she reaches a great achievement, something for her to be proud of. She always holds her head up high, staying as optimistic as possible, she likes to give people light in their life, brightening their day, and always helping out, she is very kind; she cares for all life in the world. She works at a restaurant, and takes extra care of every customer, out of the kindness in her heart and the chance at a good tip. She stays very active, she likes to stay in shape; after she quit gymnastics at 15 she decided she’d make sure to always keep up on exercise.
BACKSTORY
"A bad day for your ego is a great day for your soul"
Tay never had the best upbringing her parents pushed her hard when it came to school and after-school activities, soon enough after she turned 16 she started rebelling and acting out; partying, and trying all kinds of things. She has never stopped after that.
AUTHOR NOTES
"You only fall when you stop trying"
I would pair Taytum with a dominant person, with a strong will, and high ambition.
Cori
PLAYLIST
Prisoner - Dance Gavin Dance
"Do You crave a greater reason to exist"
Y'all want a single - Korn
"Ya'll want a single say f*** that."
Custer - Slipknot
"Cut, Cut, Cut, Cut me Up and F***, F***, F***, F*** me up"
TEASER
The streets of the cities echoed with the sound of cars driving by and the chatter of passerbys, hiding in the shadows of an alleyway was a young girl her hood up casting a shadow over her face, her eyes the only feature standing out; looking at them you can see the time she has spent out on the streets, the pain she has been through. She exited out from the alleyway and onto the sidewalk leaning herself against the exterior wall of a nearby building she had her backpack dropped near her feet. She was about to start a deal with a buyer, as of now it was a waiting game; as the buyer came into view she made sure to check the pocket on her jeans to insure that her knife was still there. Like she thought it was, the man approached her looking from the bag to her face "You got my snow?" His voice was gravely and his head darted around as he spoke as if he was looking for the cops.
She bent down unzipping the bag, exposing the contents; she picked up two small baggies with white powder settled at the bottom. "150." She stated blankly "150?! I- Yeah.." His tone started out furious and dropped to distant. He reached into the front pocket of his pants, but he didn't pull out cash; He pulled out a blade, before she could reach for her own he had plunged it into her shoulder; She dropped to her knees and could only watch as he stole the illegals inside her bag. She stayed on the ground filled with anger, the shock from the recent event keeping the pain from settling in just yet.
"Maybe I wasn't dealt the best card in life, but at least I kept fighting."
GENERAL
Name- Cori Jae Parrish
Her birth mother gave her the name Cori Jae, though her birth mother never intended to keep Cori she had given her the name as the reminder she still cared.
Cori means Maiden in Greek, while Jae means Talent in Korean. She likes her name; she believes that it fits her very well. She doesn't intend on changing it.
She will go by CJ so that her name and identity stay hidden from the local authorities, while it is basic what else do you expect when your name has both a C and a J in it.
Age [ Birthday ] [ Zodiac Sign ]
She was born on June 14th 2002, which was a Wednesday, making her a Gemini.
She is 21 years old.
Gender [ Pronouns ] [ Sexuality ]
She was born female and is perfectly content in her gender identity, she uses She / Her pronouns. She is very comfortable with her femininity, she loves when she can get her hands on makeup, get hair done, get her nails done, and when she can find some nice feminine clothing.
She doesn't really like to label herself, she just likes who she likes; which happens to be everyone and anyone. Anybody of any gender identity has a shot with her, she likes to keep her options open. She does have a type though it's someone who is strong with a personality to show for it, she likes more masculine people.
APPEARANCE
"I don't think you understand what it means to have it rough."
Facial Features
Her face shape is a mix between oval and heart, with a sharp jawline and strong cheekbones; her skin is slightly tanned with pink undertones. Her eyes are almond shaped with a piercing icy blue that stands out, especially with the dark eye makeup she wears. Her lips are full with a nice natural pink shade, and her eyebrows are slightly arched with a nice fill to them and shape.
Hair
Her hair is dark brown, it lays mostly straight but has a bit of a wave to it at the end, it is 22 inches in length; She likes her hair long and will never cut it.
Height [ Figure ] [ Aura ]
She is 5'3, and 110 lbs; she has become very comfortable in her height, when she was younger she used to wish she was taller and bigger to protect herself but with determination she uses her height and small frame as an advantage to escape, She is a bit on the petite side, an hourglass shape, but has minor defined muscles from constantly being active. She stays small due to the very limited amount of food she has access to; She has a resting bitch face, constantly looking as if she is annoyed or judging you.. more often then not she is. She definitely gives off cold and callous vibes, she doesn't really enjoy peoples company and she isn't afraid to voice it or show it. Her style of clothing is dark, punk, y2k; She prefers darker clothing so it's easy for her to slip into the darkness of the night incase disaster strikes.
PERSONALITY
"Call me Careless, It doesn't phase me."
Witty - Bold - Mischievous
She behaves however she pleases, she is an extrovert in all the ways you could describe, she is an adrenaline junkie, always looking for a rush wherever she can; speed racing, cliff jumping, anything she can do to get that high. She is bold, never afraid to say what she wants to say, regardless if someone wants to hear it or not; she doesn't care. She is very cocky, if you asked she'd tell you that she is 'Hot sh*t' without a doubt, she will always flirt with someone given the chance. She tends to be Selfish and Callous but when you live on the streets you have to think about yourself and yourself only, its your survival and you gotta be selfish to thrive. Trying to argue with her is like arguing with a brick wall, she is stubborn and will never admit defeat not until she runs out of words, she is competitive, always ready for a challenge and always sets out to win. She has a temper, it can be set off pretty easily, and sometimes its very hard to control. She can be very optimistic, always hoping that better days will come, she doesn't like to think in a pessimistic way. She is hopeful and full of ambition. She knows she has a lot to offer to the world, but without the proper upbringing she never had a chance to prove it. Her favorite music is rock, screamo, metal, and old 90s and early 2000s raps.
RELATIONSHIPS
Parents
She was given up at birth, from what she knows her parents didn't want a kid; nor where they anywhere near ready for one. They were too young being only 17 years old, they had no sense of responsibility at the time and they did what they thought was best. She doesn't know her parents and doesn't want to seek them out; she doesn't feel the need to rekindle a flame that burnt out the day they gave her up.
Her life after being given up was full of being passed through foster home, to foster home. Sometimes it was due to her being too much trouble and other times it was due to things happening to her under to roofs of their homes; so at 12 she ran away, and begun living her life on the streets learning to survive.
Siblings
She doesn't know if she has any siblings, but then again it has been 21 years so she could but she doesn't care to find out.
Friends
She has one close friend, they met when Cori turned 14 and ever since then they became inseparable; they do crime together and call each other family. Other then that she doesn't really care to make any more friends.
BACKSTORY
"Family isn't sh*t, but this one right here; they're the sh*t."
Cori was given up at birth by her 17 year old parents, she was bounced around from foster home, to foster home, making her course around the system until was 12; she endured multiple forms of trauma under the roofs of different foster families. She fled to the streets on the night of November 12th, dashing through the darkness to her new life, she learned to fight, learned to survive, she learned how to thrive all at 12 years old. Everyday was a new challenge, a new risk, a new day; she made her own rules to live by. Trust no one but Tris, the cover of darkness is your friend, you see cops you run, don't take sh*t from nobody, protect yourself, what you have to do to survive is what you have to do. She met Tris her one and only friend at 14, they became family sticking together; finding new ways to make money to get by, they set up their camp under a bridge in the outskirts of the city and will always remain there. At 14 they began conning people for money, playing the chronically ill and homeless card, at 16 they begun selling drugs, and began robbing people, at 17 Cori picked up illegal fighting, and street racing for money, at 18 she killed her first person, it was self defense after a deal gone bad; that was the day she learned sometimes to stay alive you gotta take a life. As of now she still cons people, robs, burgles homes, fights, street races, sells drugs, and steal cars; she is no longer above killing someone if it keeps her alive and safe. From her life on the streets she is covered in scars, ranging from bad falls, to stab wounds, cuts from other people, she is not ashamed of her life it's what she has to do.
AUTHOR NOTES
"F*** off, yeah?"
I definitely would not pair Cori with a sweet sensitive kind of person
she'd crush them figurative and literally. She needs someone who will return the energy, someone to match her bark and bite. If you're looking for an 'Opposites attract' kind of scenario, she is not your girl, she takes sweetness as weakness and sensitivity is pointless to her. She'd pair well with another criminal or even a cop.
Prisoner - Dance Gavin Dance
"Do You crave a greater reason to exist"
Y'all want a single - Korn
"Ya'll want a single say f*** that."
Custer - Slipknot
"Cut, Cut, Cut, Cut me Up and F***, F***, F***, F*** me up"
TEASER
The streets of the cities echoed with the sound of cars driving by and the chatter of passerbys, hiding in the shadows of an alleyway was a young girl her hood up casting a shadow over her face, her eyes the only feature standing out; looking at them you can see the time she has spent out on the streets, the pain she has been through. She exited out from the alleyway and onto the sidewalk leaning herself against the exterior wall of a nearby building she had her backpack dropped near her feet. She was about to start a deal with a buyer, as of now it was a waiting game; as the buyer came into view she made sure to check the pocket on her jeans to insure that her knife was still there. Like she thought it was, the man approached her looking from the bag to her face "You got my snow?" His voice was gravely and his head darted around as he spoke as if he was looking for the cops.
She bent down unzipping the bag, exposing the contents; she picked up two small baggies with white powder settled at the bottom. "150." She stated blankly "150?! I- Yeah.." His tone started out furious and dropped to distant. He reached into the front pocket of his pants, but he didn't pull out cash; He pulled out a blade, before she could reach for her own he had plunged it into her shoulder; She dropped to her knees and could only watch as he stole the illegals inside her bag. She stayed on the ground filled with anger, the shock from the recent event keeping the pain from settling in just yet.
"Maybe I wasn't dealt the best card in life, but at least I kept fighting."
GENERAL
Name- Cori Jae Parrish
Her birth mother gave her the name Cori Jae, though her birth mother never intended to keep Cori she had given her the name as the reminder she still cared.
Cori means Maiden in Greek, while Jae means Talent in Korean. She likes her name; she believes that it fits her very well. She doesn't intend on changing it.
She will go by CJ so that her name and identity stay hidden from the local authorities, while it is basic what else do you expect when your name has both a C and a J in it.
Age [ Birthday ] [ Zodiac Sign ]
She was born on June 14th 2002, which was a Wednesday, making her a Gemini.
She is 21 years old.
Gender [ Pronouns ] [ Sexuality ]
She was born female and is perfectly content in her gender identity, she uses She / Her pronouns. She is very comfortable with her femininity, she loves when she can get her hands on makeup, get hair done, get her nails done, and when she can find some nice feminine clothing.
She doesn't really like to label herself, she just likes who she likes; which happens to be everyone and anyone. Anybody of any gender identity has a shot with her, she likes to keep her options open. She does have a type though it's someone who is strong with a personality to show for it, she likes more masculine people.
APPEARANCE
"I don't think you understand what it means to have it rough."
Facial Features
Her face shape is a mix between oval and heart, with a sharp jawline and strong cheekbones; her skin is slightly tanned with pink undertones. Her eyes are almond shaped with a piercing icy blue that stands out, especially with the dark eye makeup she wears. Her lips are full with a nice natural pink shade, and her eyebrows are slightly arched with a nice fill to them and shape.
Hair
Her hair is dark brown, it lays mostly straight but has a bit of a wave to it at the end, it is 22 inches in length; She likes her hair long and will never cut it.
Height [ Figure ] [ Aura ]
She is 5'3, and 110 lbs; she has become very comfortable in her height, when she was younger she used to wish she was taller and bigger to protect herself but with determination she uses her height and small frame as an advantage to escape, She is a bit on the petite side, an hourglass shape, but has minor defined muscles from constantly being active. She stays small due to the very limited amount of food she has access to; She has a resting bitch face, constantly looking as if she is annoyed or judging you.. more often then not she is. She definitely gives off cold and callous vibes, she doesn't really enjoy peoples company and she isn't afraid to voice it or show it. Her style of clothing is dark, punk, y2k; She prefers darker clothing so it's easy for her to slip into the darkness of the night incase disaster strikes.
PERSONALITY
"Call me Careless, It doesn't phase me."
Witty - Bold - Mischievous
She behaves however she pleases, she is an extrovert in all the ways you could describe, she is an adrenaline junkie, always looking for a rush wherever she can; speed racing, cliff jumping, anything she can do to get that high. She is bold, never afraid to say what she wants to say, regardless if someone wants to hear it or not; she doesn't care. She is very cocky, if you asked she'd tell you that she is 'Hot sh*t' without a doubt, she will always flirt with someone given the chance. She tends to be Selfish and Callous but when you live on the streets you have to think about yourself and yourself only, its your survival and you gotta be selfish to thrive. Trying to argue with her is like arguing with a brick wall, she is stubborn and will never admit defeat not until she runs out of words, she is competitive, always ready for a challenge and always sets out to win. She has a temper, it can be set off pretty easily, and sometimes its very hard to control. She can be very optimistic, always hoping that better days will come, she doesn't like to think in a pessimistic way. She is hopeful and full of ambition. She knows she has a lot to offer to the world, but without the proper upbringing she never had a chance to prove it. Her favorite music is rock, screamo, metal, and old 90s and early 2000s raps.
RELATIONSHIPS
Parents
She was given up at birth, from what she knows her parents didn't want a kid; nor where they anywhere near ready for one. They were too young being only 17 years old, they had no sense of responsibility at the time and they did what they thought was best. She doesn't know her parents and doesn't want to seek them out; she doesn't feel the need to rekindle a flame that burnt out the day they gave her up.
Her life after being given up was full of being passed through foster home, to foster home. Sometimes it was due to her being too much trouble and other times it was due to things happening to her under to roofs of their homes; so at 12 she ran away, and begun living her life on the streets learning to survive.
Siblings
She doesn't know if she has any siblings, but then again it has been 21 years so she could but she doesn't care to find out.
Friends
She has one close friend, they met when Cori turned 14 and ever since then they became inseparable; they do crime together and call each other family. Other then that she doesn't really care to make any more friends.
BACKSTORY
"Family isn't sh*t, but this one right here; they're the sh*t."
Cori was given up at birth by her 17 year old parents, she was bounced around from foster home, to foster home, making her course around the system until was 12; she endured multiple forms of trauma under the roofs of different foster families. She fled to the streets on the night of November 12th, dashing through the darkness to her new life, she learned to fight, learned to survive, she learned how to thrive all at 12 years old. Everyday was a new challenge, a new risk, a new day; she made her own rules to live by. Trust no one but Tris, the cover of darkness is your friend, you see cops you run, don't take sh*t from nobody, protect yourself, what you have to do to survive is what you have to do. She met Tris her one and only friend at 14, they became family sticking together; finding new ways to make money to get by, they set up their camp under a bridge in the outskirts of the city and will always remain there. At 14 they began conning people for money, playing the chronically ill and homeless card, at 16 they begun selling drugs, and began robbing people, at 17 Cori picked up illegal fighting, and street racing for money, at 18 she killed her first person, it was self defense after a deal gone bad; that was the day she learned sometimes to stay alive you gotta take a life. As of now she still cons people, robs, burgles homes, fights, street races, sells drugs, and steal cars; she is no longer above killing someone if it keeps her alive and safe. From her life on the streets she is covered in scars, ranging from bad falls, to stab wounds, cuts from other people, she is not ashamed of her life it's what she has to do.
AUTHOR NOTES
"F*** off, yeah?"
I definitely would not pair Cori with a sweet sensitive kind of person
she'd crush them figurative and literally. She needs someone who will return the energy, someone to match her bark and bite. If you're looking for an 'Opposites attract' kind of scenario, she is not your girl, she takes sweetness as weakness and sensitivity is pointless to her. She'd pair well with another criminal or even a cop.
Triggers
Welcome to what I WILL NOT allow in roleplays, you've made it this far so be respectful and read these too.
- R@pe WILL NOT happen, no sort of SA or any of that, I've ran into my fair share of people who are just straight up predatory and want to hurt my ocs like that. If you want that, one you're weird and two get the f*** away from me. (CNC Is different that is consent give before hand- therefore agreed upon both parties involved)
- Incest Absolutely not, why? Just why? Are you from Alabama? DO you wanna f*** your brother/sister in real life? Our Ocs will not be related and willl not be having any relations like that. I will not play your sister, your cousin, go watch pornhub to fulfill your twisted fantasy- while you're at it get help..
- Beastiality NO, just no. I am not roleplaying with an animal or furry oc, that's just completely out of my comfort zone. No shame if you have a furry oc but when people literally roleplay as Dogs, not werewolves, not a fursona, just a straight up dog and wanna get into it with your oc it's so weird. (Like I said no shame in furrys- if you like to roleplay as a furry or your fursona; that is you! And go for it! but I don't like it around me personally. I'm down to be friends though!)
- Age boundaries I will not be making my ocs young; like under the age of 18. And if your oc is under the age of 18, please either change it for the plot or don't interact. If you want your rp partner to play a oc of 13 and below, in a ROMANIC setting while your oc is older then 18 you need help. I will not assist you in your predatory behaviors. (Age-Play Is a BIG ASS NO. I will not be called someones 'little girl' just so they can pretend they're f***ing a child. Here is the BIG different between age play and age regression- Age Regression is someones safe place, a coping mechanism IT IS NOT KINK THAT MEANS NOT TO SEXUALIZE IT I have friends who use age regression to calm down and deal with trauma and stress and I will not let you make a joke out of it and sexualize it. Age Play in mind is something that allows people with predatory behaviors to act out without the possibility of being convicted because its two adults but you are still promoting pedophilia. If that's your kink, whatever not my place to scream about it; this is just my opinion everyone has them. Just keep it away from me kay?)
Now while most of this is just common sense, I have ran into it all I've been roleplaying since I was 12 and I'm 20 now. People have so weird ass interests, I had a man want me to play an 11 year old because his oc had those behaviors and I screamed at him, I had a girl want to play a dog oc and f*** my oc and I left, I had a man want to r@pe or SA my oc because his oc was 'tough and takes what he wants' I left, And the incest I have ran into that more then I'd like to admit. Yes I may seem harsh in my words; but I have a reason to be these triggers are here to protect my mental sanity, I will not put myself through it just because you have some weird fantasies you wanna live out through your oc.
Have a good day.
I know it seems harsh but people don't get the message very well apparently; it pisses me off.
- R@pe WILL NOT happen, no sort of SA or any of that, I've ran into my fair share of people who are just straight up predatory and want to hurt my ocs like that. If you want that, one you're weird and two get the f*** away from me. (CNC Is different that is consent give before hand- therefore agreed upon both parties involved)
- Incest Absolutely not, why? Just why? Are you from Alabama? DO you wanna f*** your brother/sister in real life? Our Ocs will not be related and willl not be having any relations like that. I will not play your sister, your cousin, go watch pornhub to fulfill your twisted fantasy- while you're at it get help..
- Beastiality NO, just no. I am not roleplaying with an animal or furry oc, that's just completely out of my comfort zone. No shame if you have a furry oc but when people literally roleplay as Dogs, not werewolves, not a fursona, just a straight up dog and wanna get into it with your oc it's so weird. (Like I said no shame in furrys- if you like to roleplay as a furry or your fursona; that is you! And go for it! but I don't like it around me personally. I'm down to be friends though!)
- Age boundaries I will not be making my ocs young; like under the age of 18. And if your oc is under the age of 18, please either change it for the plot or don't interact. If you want your rp partner to play a oc of 13 and below, in a ROMANIC setting while your oc is older then 18 you need help. I will not assist you in your predatory behaviors. (Age-Play Is a BIG ASS NO. I will not be called someones 'little girl' just so they can pretend they're f***ing a child. Here is the BIG different between age play and age regression- Age Regression is someones safe place, a coping mechanism IT IS NOT KINK THAT MEANS NOT TO SEXUALIZE IT I have friends who use age regression to calm down and deal with trauma and stress and I will not let you make a joke out of it and sexualize it. Age Play in mind is something that allows people with predatory behaviors to act out without the possibility of being convicted because its two adults but you are still promoting pedophilia. If that's your kink, whatever not my place to scream about it; this is just my opinion everyone has them. Just keep it away from me kay?)
Now while most of this is just common sense, I have ran into it all I've been roleplaying since I was 12 and I'm 20 now. People have so weird ass interests, I had a man want me to play an 11 year old because his oc had those behaviors and I screamed at him, I had a girl want to play a dog oc and f*** my oc and I left, I had a man want to r@pe or SA my oc because his oc was 'tough and takes what he wants' I left, And the incest I have ran into that more then I'd like to admit. Yes I may seem harsh in my words; but I have a reason to be these triggers are here to protect my mental sanity, I will not put myself through it just because you have some weird fantasies you wanna live out through your oc.
Have a good day.
I know it seems harsh but people don't get the message very well apparently; it pisses me off.