Would someone like to soap with this plot?
Thread Topic: Would someone like to soap with this plot?
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It is an M x M.
Character 1 has lived his entire life as a mute, unable to say anything. He was always looked at as abnormal due to this disability. Finally, he and his parents move to a new community where C1 begins a new high school that C2 attends. After sticking up for C1 against some bullies, the two become closer. Since C1 is mute, C2 attempts to learn sign language and finds himself doing things that show how much he really cares about the new boy. The two begin to fall in love after some time despite the tiny communication problem.
From there we can decide what happens and stuff
Sorry for the lack of deph
I think it would be cute
Also I would like to be the mute one
I hope I'm not being needy x3 -
Depth
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moi moi moi
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SCREAMS YAYAYAYAYAY WE HAVENT SOAPED IN LONG TIME
you are okay with C2 yes? ;-; -
I love the "boring", "underdog" characters
Ya should know this ;) -
dokay yes yes yes x3
I remember that long ass soapy thread we had x')
characters? -
same lmao
Lol yeah I'll start my sheet in a moment of course -
eep I'm so exciteeeeed x)
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Name: Liam Somners
Age: 16
Personality: He is a total bookworm and absolutely adores the English language despite being unable to speak it. Writing is another one of his preferred activities. When he isn't doing that, he enjoys sketching (or at leastttrying to, he's not that good. he is learning), enjoying nature, and swimming. He is somewhat reserved, but once he breaks from his shell, he is excitable, fun, and rather outgoing. He doesn't take mean jokes, names, or actions very well and either gets frustrated or upset. He is smart and skilled in subjects such as English, psychology, history, and things along those lines, but falls a tad short of flying colors in math and science subjects. He manages solid low B's in those classes. His parents fought for him to be in normal classes as due to his disability, the school wanted him in the special education courses. Thankfully, they squeezed him into classes with regular students. He hates yelling, headbanging music, and rude people. He only has two fears: bad thunderstorms and bullies
Looks: He isn't pale but isn't incredibly tan, either. His hair is light and wispy and is easy to style and keep maintained. He is somewhat short at 5'7" and isn't too thin but he's no body builder, either. He's got pale blue eyes that turn grey depending on the lighting of certain areas. His cheeks are a rosy pink when embarassed and his smile is big and happy. He wears comfortable clothing and will only dress up for special occasions.
Extra: will try to communicate through gestures until he absolutely has to use sign language
Favorites:
Color: deep blue
Band: The Fray
Song: Okay by Back house Mike
Animal: Kangaroo
TV Show: The Real O' Neal's
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Name: Blue Yamasaki
Nicknames:N/a
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 160 lbs
Appearance: Blue has fair skin, but not so pale it looks unhealthy. He is quite tall, standing at six feet tall, and is also quite thin. He has navy blue eyes, which are quite large. His lips are large and rounded, and are usually pulled into a smile. Blue has dyed platinum blond hair, his natural color is a strawberry blonde, so it wasn't too much of a drastic change. He has a thick fringe that layers over his forehead. Blue can often be found wearing a baggy medium gray sweatshirt with a pair of black jeans, which have paint on them. His shoes, though, are shiny and well cared for, which contrasts to his messy, artistic appearance. He also wears glasses, which are large, goofy frames that he often refuses to wear.
Personality: Blue is friendly and outgoing. He loves making new friends, and can be a bit of a partier. However, he only has a few friends, as he is viewed as a nerd to the large portion of the school. Although he relies on others for accompaniment, there are many days where he would rather sit in his room and play violin or read a book and go out. Blue is also a hypersomniac, so it is rare you find him conscious as well. He takes medication for that, but he is still rather drowsy throughout the day. Blue is a tech wizard, loves computers, and is very good with them. He is in love with technology of any sort. He is most active at night, where you can find him typing in his room, with all the lights off. He can be quite secretive as well, and enjoys a fair amount of privacy. -
Eeepa I like him
Shall I start? -
Yup :D
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KAYYYYY
Liam tilted his head as the large brick building that would be his new high school came into view. It seemed as though it was more than double his school back in Montana. Overwhelmed, he exhaled heavily, his eyebrows furrowing in worry. His dad, who was tightly gripping the steering wheel, glanced at him with pursed lips.
"Bud, you sure you'll be alright?" The teenager nodded quickly, throwing a quick glance to his father, using his fingers to sign, It's okay. It'll be better, I think, than my old school. The man with the salt and pepper beard smiled gently, chuckling.
"As long as you're sure." The large, royal green, four-door sedan came to a sudden halt in the front of the school. It seemed as though it wasn't open just yet. Throngs of students were scattered about the premises, chattering and laughing. Liam nibbled at the inside of his cheek, pulling his course schedule and map from the front pocket of his black pants. His father and he shared a tender hug before his opened the passenger side door. He stepped out of the car, taking into consideration the difference in temperature. Montana was always so cold, and the change made him feel overdressed with his light coat covering his torso. Examining the colors of the fall leaves that scattered the trees, he listened to the sound of the sedan revving its engine and taking off.
He held his breath, pulling his attention away from the reds and yellows and oranges. Liam made his way to the front doors, testing to see if they were unlocked just yet. Peeking at his schedule, he revealed to himself that the entrance bell would not sound for another ten minutes. His eyes desperately searched for a table or a bench and he managed to spot one not too far away. The sixteen year-old hurried over to it and settled himself down, staring at his schedule to check at what his homeroom was.
Homeroom: 7:15 to 7:25: MR. BRILES: ROOM C13 -
Blue had overslept- yet again. His alarm had droned off twenty minutes before, as it took him quite a bit of time to awaken, get food, take his medication, get dressed, and walk to school. Most of the time, without shock, he overslept his alarm, as he would be in too deep of a sleep to awaken.
This night's dreams had been especially strange. Frightening, even. He had been alone- the dream was black and white- completely desolate, in the middle of a forest. No matter which way he had turned, he was either cornered by some wild beast, or found himself where he started yet again. This went on painstakingly for twenty minutes, until he woke in a sweat, to realize that he had, yet again, slept too late.
In reaction to this, the boy let out a loud groan. His mother was away at work. His father had divorced her long ago. His older sister didn't bother with him. His younger brother was still asleep. Hopeless, utterly hopeless. He rolled out of his bed, cocooned in the fluffy covers, and hit his head alarmingly on the wooden floor.
About fifteen minutes afterwards, he was wrapped in his clothes for the day- a lily white sweatshirt and baggy black jeans, which had tears at the knees. He had spent so much of his own money on his computer and it's software, that he hardly had money to dress himself, so he would wear hand me downs, old clothing, his father's clothing, and clothing from the thrift shop. His mother had left his responsibilities to himself at a young age, and he had accepted them with ambition. He never regretted doing so.
After dry swallowing pills and skipping breakfast, Blue walked himself to school. His platinum hair was carelessly parted over his forehead and partly over his eyes as he walked down the street. It was only about a five minute walk, as he lived quite close to his high school. He took one last glance at his apartment building before turning the corner to the road the school was on. -
me every morning omfg
The minutes flew by quickly and eventually a monotonous beep sounded, signaling that the lingering students were permitted to enter the building. The various groups flooded into the school and Liam slipped in along with the rest of them. Once he was safely inside, he looked around to attempt and get a feel for which way he would have to go. The map was jumbled and poorly copied. His nose twitched as he observed the several markings placed all around the rough yellow paper it had been printed on. He itched nervously at his hair, taking a few steps in the first hallway he saw, the A hallway. He assumed that if he continued along the labyrinth of hallways, he would eventually come across the designated area.
He held his mouth shut tight as though someone had applied super glue to his lips and if he moved them, they would rip painfully. His big eyes were glazed over with worry. He lied to his father. Mortified was how he actually felt about the entire high school situation. In his head, he flashed to a moment in which his only friend from before was signing different jokes to him and how they would silently laugh. He missed her already and wished that she moved with them. She offered a sense of security that he was afraid he would be left without in the new area. After a few minutes, he was still unsure as to where he was going.
His eyes noticed several teachers stationed throughout the hallways. He longed to be capable of reaching out to them and asking them all of the questions that he desired answers to. Writing the queries appeared to be an option for a matter of five seconds before Liam realized that he absolutely did not want to expose the fact that he was mute so easily. In reality, he was terrified as to how the disparate students would react. His foot tapped on the sleek, clean floor and he could feel himself breathing heavier.
Wandering for a little while more seemed like the best possible option. He unzipped his coat at that point, sliding out of it without drawing too much attention to himself. Receiving a few odd looks throughout his feverish attempts at finding C-10, he soon found himself planted somewhere in the E hallway and he pondered just how he missed C. He ran a hand through his hair as the other kids filed into their designated rooms.
It's okay, you'll find it. Just keep...looking?
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