True Sight (MxM, Feels and stuff oh gosh)
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Thread Topic: True Sight (MxM, Feels and stuff oh gosh)
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C1, after taking shrapnel in they eyes and being blinded during combat, was given an honorable discharge. Along with being blind, C1 suffers from PTSD on varying levels, and has a limp from taking a bullet in his left hip. After months of therapy, though, C1 insists on living by himself, as he can't stand being in the hospital for a moment longer.
He gets his wish. Well, kind of. C1 takes up an add placed in the news paper by C2- A college graduate starting his own business, looking for a roommate to share his house with, and help pay bills and what not. The two talk over the phone, and C2 agrees to having C1 be his roommate, unaware to C1's conditions. When the two meet, though, when the taxi drops C1 and his things at C2's door, and he decides that, although it's not ideal, he's already agreed to letting C1 live in the house, so why not?
But it's not that simple. The two argue about everything- Who gets the room upstairs, what movies to rent, what to have for dinner. They certainly weren't a match made in heaven, but, they are a match, as they'll discover.
I can be either~ -
I'll try, warning I might disappear randomly though.
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Then no. I want someone who'll be on. And an experienced soaper..
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Alright. That's fine.
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eyebrow wiggle back
Who do you want, Zane? C1 or C2? -
eyebrow wiggles all day
C2. I'm about to go to dinner but I have a couple minutes. -
Yeeee.
Alright. I'll make my charrie, and you can make yours, and I'll post a starter. Reply when you're back. -
Elias Parth
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Elias is stubborn, has a sarcasm issue, and never, ever, ever knows when to shut up. He's one of those people who talk when they're nervous, and he's always nervous, so he talks all the time. He's got a wicked sense of humor, and he know that there's a line you're not supposed to cross, and he loves riding it. He can't be serious about anything, and he cries a lot over really stupid stuff.
As far as his PTSD, it's really just with loud noises, having things throw at him, storms, and yelling. He suffers from really bad dreams, and he'll wake up screaming a lot.
He wears an eye patch on his right eye because they actually had to take that one out. However, his left one is a eerie milky white color.
He's stubbornly independent, and refuses to be treated specially because of his handicap. -
Name: Alexander Pearce
Age: 25
Appearance:
Alexander graduated from college with a degree business degree, eager to start his own company. He's pretty easygoing about most things but can become quite stubborn when he doesn't get what he wants. Alexander,or Alex,was always spoiled as a child and expects to get what he wants when he wants it, no questions asked.
He's always been bisexual and his parents had always approved of boyfriends he brought home every now and then, but he knows they don't really like him to be with guys. After college, he pretty much left his parents all alone without a note or letter goodbye. Without their money, he has some trouble paying the bills.
He hates when people don't agree with him and normally butts heads with everyone. -
It had only been two weeks since Elias had moved in with Alexander, and, to say the least, he hated the man. It had all started the first day, when they were trying to decide what room he would have. Their was a bedroom downstairs, and one upstairs, and Alexander's stuff was already in the one downstairs. Of course, this didn't phase Elias. He knew that he could get up the stairs on his own, and would be perfectly fine up there, but the man threw a fit, going on about what would happen if he tripped and fell. Because he was blind. That really made Elias mad- He was a grown man, he didn't need special treatment.
Still, Alexander had moved to the room upstairs, and Elias had taken the other. It would have been okay if it had just been that one thing, but the boy wouldn't let him do anything. Wouldn't let him cook. Wouldn't let him walk to the store on his own. Hell, he wouldn't even let him move things around. Elias was stretching thin, and was so close to snapping, but he really didn't have anywhere else to go.
For the third night in a row, Elias woke up screaming, covered in a thin coat of sweat. He struggled to fling the blanket off himself, touching his face, relieved that there wasn't blood streaming down his face as he had dreamed. He took a couple deep breaths, and got up, heading into the kitchen to get a drink of water. He drug his fingertips along the wall, still not settled into the houses lay out just yet. -
Alexander had almost had enough of the man that had moved in with him only two weeks ago. He was so needy, and it felt like Alexander was doing everything for the older. He didn't really have much of a choice, though. He didn't want Elias to get hurt doing something such as cooking, walking to the store, or touch things. It was hard for him to kinda babysit the older, but he would much rather do that they have him getting hurt. And besides, if he were to kick the blind man out of his house, he would have to go through the struggle of finding a housemate who could help pay the bills again.
Alexander was up late working on business things on him laptop when he heard the blood curling scream from his roommate up above him. This was the third time this week, so he was kinda used to it. He sighed as he brushed his pink hair out of his face and stood up, stepping out of his bedroom and walking down the hallway towards the kitchen where he saw Elias trying to work his way around. "Need any help?" He asked. He was wearing only a pair of gray sweat pants but it wasn't like the man could see him shirtless. -
"I'm good. Sorry to wake you," He muttered, slowly finding his way to the fridge. He opened the door, carefully getting out a bottle of water from the top shelf, where he had put them. Alexander and him had had a screaming match over that, as Alexander kept his water at the bottom, but, because of his hip, Elias didn't want to have to bend down to get it.
"My check comes in tomorrow," He said, just to fill the silence, "And I need to go get some new clothes, so I might not be here when you get back. Just a heads up." -
Even though the older had said he was good, Alexander still watched him like a hawk as he went to get the bottle of water. He leaned against the kitchen table as the man spoke of his plans for tomorrow.
"I can come with you. I don't really have much to do tomorrow besides fill out paperwork and fax some things. I don't want you to be going out by yourself," he said biting his bottom lip, knowing the man would probably want to go by himself, but what if something were to happen to the older? -
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