Yo reserved soap m8
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Plot ideas:
1. Two people have known each other their entire lives. They grew up together. They fought together- they hunted ancient ghosts and ghouls together- wait, what? No, they're not normal at all. Close because of their travels, the two often get a little too comfortable for being "best friends". However, when you're risking your life every day, you're bound to be close to the person you're with- right?
2. There are two tribes. The River Tribe (Tribe Anna-Rucha) and the Tree Tribe (Tribe San-Tibeh). They are naturally enemies, with borders being tight. People are dying every day for attacks- but two soldiers can't help but meet each other in secret. All they want is peace, but when brothers are slaying brothers, how possible is that? -
mxm??
the first one -
Sure if you wanT
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yes i wanT
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I'll work on my character hold on
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gay
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Name: Hayden Slade Parker
Nickname: "H"
Age: 17
Looks: Curly, black hair that goes down to his earlobes. Muscular and fit. Flat footed. Pink Cupid's bow lips. Medium colored skin. Freckles dot his cheeks somewhat heavily. Large, sea green eyes. Long, black eyelashes.
Nationality: Polish, Italian, British, Irish, Danish.
Religion: Agnostic
Sexuality: Bisexual
Personality: Self conscious, cocky and hyperactive. Hayden has a severe form of ADHD and is always moving his hand, usually twisting them in a ball of yarn or string. He loves to be creative and make small sculptures. He can be a bit sensitive and irrational. He doesn't always have the best common sense, and often leads himself into danger for the adrenaline rush. However, he has a fierce fear of heights that sometimes keep him in check. He refuses to go on planes and gets nervous in elevators. He hates competition and is a bit of a sore loser. However, he always wants to help others as much as possible. He isn't really interested in school, and dropped out around age fifteen- as it was too much of a hassle to live a double life. He says he "knows what he needs to in order to survive". He is quite guarded and doesn't like opening up to people, and very suspicious of others. -
Name : Aarrin McCalthy
NickeName : Usually goes by Aarrin,but at times goes by"Glasses".
Age : 15
Looks :
Nationality : Irish,German,American.
Religion : Atheist
Sexuality : Homosexual
Personality : Calm,Collected,and quiet.Aarrin rarely talks or interacts with others unless they have a close bond.He is a still,usually sleepy young teen.His voice is almost always but a whisper,and Aarrin dislikes just about everyone.He was bullied through almost all of his school years,not even making it to High School do o it.He is quite intelligent,spending all of his free time studying after he dropped out of MIddle School.He is over-protective of those he cares for and will put up a fight -- leading people to believe he is mean,although he is very kind.He is delusional,and has records of seizures,although that hasn't happened since he was young.
very horrible i know and not it -
^^ oh and he is very fond of cats and is good with most animals and loves wildlife and yeah
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They're total polar opposites Yas cx
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This will be great o3o
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You want me to start or what?
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yeah you start
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Hayden huffed, loading his rifle for the third time this minute. He was pacing, waiting for something to happen. Anything. "They should be here by now." He muttered under his breath. "I did the ritual right and everything. Do you think maybe we struck out on this one?" A small family had paid Hayden and Aarrian to exterminate the supposed demons in the house. Although there was little evidence there was demons, they were paid up front anyways, so they could use the money. "Well, we got points for trying righ-" Suddenly, a glass vase flew across the room, nearly missing his face. "Never mind!" The boy chuckled, giving a crooked tooth grin. The demon quickly showed itself, trapped inside the circle the boy had made out of his own blood on the floor. "You think- this circle-" The demon groaned in pain- "Can trap- me!?" The demon yelled out, shaking the room. "s---.." He mumbled, eyes wide as the malformed creature with soulless eyes staggered towards him, yelling about death and Hell. "Little help over here!" The black haired boy yelled over to his friend.
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