My Heart Hurts. Let's Make It Hurt More.
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Thread Topic: My Heart Hurts. Let's Make It Hurt More.
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What kind of hate crime?
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I was thinking either a religious hate crime or a gay hate crime... One of those, seeing as they're very heavy topics.
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I natural hate religion. :B The gay hate crime would mean more to me, so that one would hurt more in my opinion. If you want tears, go with what hurt more.
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Gay hate crime it is. So, the basic plot would follow the romance of two boys. Around high school age would you say? In a Catholic community, where homosexuality is despised.
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naturally*
This is starting to really piss me off... :I -
Oh late.
Yes. That works. They always target us younglings. -
Alright. Should we determine the intricate plot as we go along? I find that to be one of the best ways to let an rp unfold.
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Intricate? *is stupid*
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Very specific, painfully detailed.
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Okay. Yay~ The bar has wi-fi
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^^ That's good. Should we make our charries?
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Yus. :3
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Name: Dalton
Age: 16
Other: Openly gay, quiet. Sweet and charming, a player on the soccer team. Constantly bullied, has been threatened once or twice. His father knows nothing of it, in fact, he is still in denial that his son is a 'sinner'. -
Name: Kim
Age: 15
Other: Enjoys singing in choir, he tries to take up solo parts. His mother tries to accept his homosexuality but secret despises it. -
"Dalton, get your ass out the door! You're late for school!" Dalton's father hollered. He had been a drill sergeant in his earlier life, thus making him that much more intimidating. The blond quickly went about his morning routine: showering, dressing, brushing his teeth. He snatched his glasses off of the wooden bedside table. He slung his backpack over his left shoulder, making his way towards the front door.
"Eat something," his father shoved a bagel towards the sixteen year old.
"Not hungry." Dalton pushed his father's hand away and continued through the door.
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