I'm not opposed to making characters per each roleplay.

I do prefer to play a sub/bottom role.

Though, my characters can vary to fulfill any desire, from cute, sweetheart cuddlers to crazed, love obsessed killers. The possibilities are endless.

I will have preset characters soon.


Current Presets:

Timothy Easton - Quiet, but Kinky

Carter Drowsky - Bad Boy Bottom (In Closet)

www.roleplay.me/blog/282458

Xavier Lawrence - Sadist Cop (In Closet)

www.roleplay.me/blog/283632/

Kyle Cowen - Typical Geek

www.roleplay.me/blog/283630

Jamie Occisor - Psycho Yandere

www.roleplay.me/blog/282456

Taylor Wilson - Materialistic Trap

www.roleplay.me/blog/282457

Apollo Fenton - Partying Himbo

www.roleplay.me/blog/283629

Basics

Name (& pronunciation): "Officer Xavier Lawrence. Oh, you really can't f***in' pronounce that?" Xavier rolls his eyes, shifting in his seat a bit.

Date of Birth (& age): "March 13th, 1998. Old as sh*t. Twenty two."

Place of Birth: "New York, New York."

Gender: "I'm obviously a guy, f***wad. You need me to prove it?" Xavier grins

Species/Racial Origin: "Species? Are you f***in' high? I'm white. I don't know where I'm from exactly." Xavier looks around, bored.

Social Class/Community Status: "Community status?! I'm a f***in' Lieutenant on the police force-! There's your 'community status', powerless a**hole."

Language: "American." (Yes, Xavier is dumb.)

Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: Xavier just shakes his head, his demeanor shifting a bit, clearly a top he doesn't want to discuss.


Physical Description

Height: "Taller, and stronger, than you. 5'11." The man says with a grin

Weight: "I don't know. 160? 170? Why's that matter?"

Hair: "Are you blind or stupid? Black."

Eyes: "F***in... Gray? I don't know." (Grayish blue)

Limb Dexterity: Xavier starts laughing, "What the hell is a dexterity?" (He's a cop, everythings good with him)


Detailed Physical Description:

Typical Clothing/Equipment: "My uniform, why? You want me to take it off?" Xavier grins (He also carries basic police gear)

Personality/Attitude: "Can't you figure that out? Dumbass." Xavier rolls his eyes, sitting back in the seat a bit. (Clearly a bit rude and stupid, he is a complete sadist too. He can also be sweet, in his own, borderline abusive ways!)

Skills/Talents: "I can stand 20 feet away and still pop you between the eyes," Xavier said and nodded over to the gun on his hip. "I can also make anyone... finish within 5 minutes, wanna try?"

Favourites/Likes: "Certainly not you." (You'll have to discover this)

Most Hated/Dislikes: "Definately you." (Same as above)

Goals/Ambitions: "I'm gonna be a capt'n of the police force, then even lieutents will be kissin' ass." Xavier said with a satisfied nod.

Strengths: "Everything, I'll beat your ass right here~" Xavier hummed out.

Weaknesses: "None, p**sy." (Well, obviously the brains department.)

Fears: "I'm not scared of sh*t." (Actually anything emotional, and committment)

Hobbies/Interests: "Guns, sex, jerking off, tv, the usual sh*t." (Along with hurting others)

Philosophy of Life/Death: "Hey, it's gotta happen some time, the question is, who's it gonna be first? You or me?"

Attitude Toward Death: "Death can't do sh*t to me. Not yet, at least. I still got time." Xavier had some uncertanty in his voice.

Religion/Beliefs: "Naw, not all that bullsh*t." Xavier waved his hands a bit, dismissing the question.

Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: "Oh?~ You wanna find out? Come over... We can break in my new baton..." Xavier said, grabbing his baton. (He's got a lot, most to do with his sadism, though.)

Most Instructive/Painful/Memorable Experience: "Ah, when my buddy Doug got shot up. That was bullsh*t..." Xavier shakes his head, finally looking serious. (Sore topic, maybe try to discover this story and what happened with doug?)

Sexual Preference/Experience/Values: "Mm, why don't you bring some people over and I'll try each one, see which my d*ck likes most, huh?" (Gay, just not very open about it)

Education/Special Training: "I have basic combat training, along with training from the academy!" It seems this was the thing he was most proud of, a smile on his face.

Place/Type of Residence: "I have an apartment downtown, pretty nice, come and see the bedroom, yeah?~"

Occupation: "Told your dumbass already, I'm a cop."

Place of Work: "Are you that stupid? Precinct 210, downtown."

Memberships: "Does p0rnHub count?" Xavier asked, biting his lip with a grin.

Basics

Name (& pronunciation): "First: Kyle Last: Cowen, pronounced phonetically as Ka I El." Kyle smiled and adjusted his glasses.

Date of Birth (& age): "May eleventh, 2000."

Place of Birth: "I was born here, Houston, Texas! And no, I'm not some cowboy, how cliche." Kyle rolled his eyes a bit

Gender: "I use he/him pronouns. My sex is also male."

Species/Racial Origin: "Well, mammalia homosapien. Just a human mammal!~ Also, my family is from Poland, but they've been here for years."

Social Class/Community Status: "My family's considered uppermiddle class on a socioeconomic scale." Kyle nodded in approval of his conclusion.

Language: "I know english and some latin. I can only translate latin, of course." Kyle laughed as if that was common knowledge.

Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: "I'm an only child, I have my mother and father. And a canis lupus." (A dog)


Physical Description

Height: "68.34 inches!" (5 foot 6)

Weight: "130 lbs, exactly."

Hair: "Blonde, do you like it?" Kyle asked a bit sheepishly

Eyes: "Well, if you're asking if I can see. No, that's what the glasses are for! I have light brown eyes." Kyle chuckles a bit

Limb Dexterity: "I would say my arms have decent dexterity. Legs, not so much. I can't run fast."

Detailed Physical Description: "Just look at me! I'm sure you can use half the scientific method to figure this one out." (Thin, lanky)

Typical Clothing/Equipment: "Either a labcoat for class or casual stuff." (From casual attire to more formal on occasions.)


Personality/Attributes

Personality/Attitude: "I consider myself pretty sympathetic and caring." Kyle smiles a bit (A super sweet, nerdy kid)

Skills/Talents: "I'm really good with tech! I love technology, it's the best thing ever invented, even though 'technology' wasn't exactly invented it was...." Kyle goes on and on

Favourites/Likes: "Strawberries, computers, technology, video games. I love video games."

Most Hated/Dislikes: "God, sports. No thanks. Physical Education is a mess!"

Goals/Ambitions: "I want to invent something amazing- no one has ever seen before!~" Kyle gets pretty enthusiastic)

Strengths: "I'm good at school, and figuring out puzzles and problems."

Weaknesses: "Well, physical strength, and pretty much anything too physical. Mental, I got it, but physical, nope." Kyle admitted with a soft blush, rubbing the back of his neck

Fears: "Artifical Intelligence. But I also love it..."

Philosophy of Life: "Who knows? Only people who die. I won't comment on this. I mean, obviously not that religious mumbojumbo... but I don't have a scientific explaination, not yet."

Attitude Toward Death: "I think death is the only way to find out what happens, but I'm not ready to go."

Religion/Beliefs: "I believe in the big bang. That's what I believe in." (Not religious)

Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: "Oh- Goddness, we're going there?" (Fetishes can be discovered in rp)

Most Instructive/Painful/Memorable Experience: "My first invention! The megawalker 500~! It was supposed to teach dogs how to walk on two legs! Didn't work."

Sexual Preference/Experience/Values: "I'm homosexual. I think committment is important."

Education/Special Training: "I'm pretty educated, not to brag!" The boy shakes his head a bit, hoping he wasn't bragging

Place/Type of Residence: "I still live at home with my parents."

Occupation: "I'm a college student, and lab assistant."

Place of Work: "Marcala Labs, down the block from Houstin University!"

Work-related Skills: "Programming experience... Is this a resume?~" Kyle teases

Memberships: "World of Warcraft membership! Star Wars the Old Republic too!" Kyle admits with a smile

Name: Apollo Fenton

SUPER WIP

Name: Apollo Fenton
Sexuality: Bisexual (heavy male lean)

Appearance:
- 5'4
- auburn hair
- green and purple eye (Heterochromia iridium)

Personality:
- loud
- dumb as sh*t
- incredibly irresponsible and extroverted
- loves attention

Likes: parties, music, tv, anything 'not boring' and fun in his eyes
Dislikes: being bored, class and school, blood

Hobbies: attempts to make music, partier and socialite, getting into dumb situations

Basics

Name (& pronunciation): "Carter Drowski. Better write it down, you'll be hearing of me a lot." Carter grins slightly.

Date of Birth (& age): "Sh*t, I popped out my mom on July 18th. I'm 19."

Place of Birth: "Brooklyn. Born to some slut at some sh*tty clinic."

Gender: "I got a d*ck and balls, what you think?" Carter rolls his eyes, sitting back lazily.

Species/Racial Origin: "What the f*** is this type of question? I don't know. I look white so probably cauca... Ca- Just, f***ing white." (Carter isn't the smartest. He's 75 percent white and 25 japanese)

Social Class/Community Status: "Classes are retarded. I don't go to class." Carter stated. (He's on the low low end. Pretty poor)

Language: "I only speak English." (Uses a ton of slang)

Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: "I got some close friends. That's the only family I need." Carter glares daggers at you.


Physical Description

Height: "You wanna start a problem? I'm short, but I'll still kick your ass." (5'4. His height pisses him off)

Weight: "Only girls care about weight. I ain't ever weigh myself."

Hair: "Black."

Eyes: "Dark, dark brown. Don't stare at them like that, f***in' weirdo." Carter looks away a bit.

Limb Dexterity: "Let's ask somethin' I can answer, or we're gonna have a problem." Carter threatens

Detailed Physical Description: "What the f***? I'm not into that sh*t- I'm not talkin' bout my body with you." Carter scoffs, cracking his knuckles a bit.

Typical Clothing/Equipment: "Tank tops. Jeans. Sweats. Usual sh*t. Dark sh*t. I also always bring my trusty lighter. It's the only lighter I use, for joints or anything." Carter pulls out a red and black lighter with a skull on it, showing it off.


Personality/Attributes

Personality/Attitude: "Don't bother me n' I won't bother you." (He's very abrasive, but once you get past that, he's a sweet heart! But only to those who are close)

Skills/Talents: "I can shoot a basketball, barely. Also, I know how to street fight." The male said, rolling his eyes a bit, before showing off his bruises and callus knuckles.

Favourites/Likes: "I don't know. Cars are cool. Fighting. That sh*t." (He's into more cliche guy stuff)

Most Hated/Dislikes: "F***in' cops, anyone who steals sh*t. Snitches." Carter crossed his arms a bit, leaning forward slightly.

Goals/Ambitions: "Become the highest motherf***er around." (He doesn't really have one. He's kinda a helpless soul. Maybe your character can help him with that?~)

Strengths: "I'm small, but I can kick anyone's ass. I also can drink a ton before even gettin' buzzed, so I'm the best at drinking games." Carter said proudly

Weaknesses: "Girls." Carter gave a smirk. (No. No, not true. He's just incredibly closeted.)

Fears: "Cops. Gang sh*t." The boy said, waving his hands. "I'm not into that."


Hobbies/Interests: "Partying, drinking, smoking, fighting, f***ing bitches. The usual stuff." (Only 4 out of the 5.)

Philosophy of Life/Death: "I left college 'cause of sh*t like this." The boy said, shaking his head slightly. "I don't f***in' know philosophy."

Attitude Toward Death: "You wanna find out?" Carter motions to his pocket threateningly.

Religion/Beliefs: "Naw. That's bull." Carter stated matter-of-factly.

Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: "Damn, I like it alllll~. I can give a girl a good time." Carter bit his lip a bit. (Nope. He likes sucking d*ck a lot. Would never admit it.)

Most Instructive/Painful/Memorable Experience: "When the f***ing cops caught me and my buds smoking. We almost got f***ed, bad."

Sexual Preference/Experience/Values: "Girls. P**sy. I don't do any of that gay sh*t." Carter shook his head at the thought. (Ohhh, yes he does)

Education/Special Training: "Hah- Three months of community college." Carter laughed slightly

Place/Type of Residence: "Some sh*tty apartment with Travis." (A pretty messy apartment in a bad side of town)

Occupation: "I sell sh*t sometimes." (Sells drugs rarely)

Place of Work: "The streets, where I was born and raised."

Work-related Skills: "I can hustle pretty good." Carter grins slightly.

Past Occupations: N/A

Memberships: N/A