A Tale Of Two Gangs
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Thread Topic: A Tale Of Two Gangs
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I shall post my character shortly.
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K I'll get mine up in a bit.
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Name: Carson (Ryder to gang affiliated individuals) Handler
Age: 18
Looks: Standing at 5'11", he has a somewhat muscular build and is in the middle of slender and a little hefty. He has a large tattoo on the left side of his chest that looks like this without the blunt: He also has a tattoo of a tiger paw on his right bicep: He has black hair that has light red and teal pieces throughout it. He dyed his hair from a normal dirty blonde. His eyes are a greyish-blue, but are usually caught in their grey state. He keeps his hair well done and combed as needed. Typically, he wears...well, whatever the f--- he feels. One day might be really a really simple outfit while the next will be thought through and the next may be inspired by hip hop, no one ever really knows. His skin is a bit tan but not too dark. He has a scar that runs through his eyebrow so there is a tiny patch that lacks hair in his right eyebrow.
Personality: He is incredibly loud and obnoxious, usually finding himself in trouble due to the lack of thought he puts into what he wants to say before he voices it. He is a fun person to be around when business isn't underway. He doesn't let it show, but he's actually fairly intellectual and his grades are pretty good. This is mostly due to warnings from his father to do decently. He flaunts his father's position when he feels as he knows nobody will attempt anything negative against him. He is skilled with computers and when necessary he will help his father's associates with computer related missions. He has one fear and one fear only: the sight of his own blood, which is kind of f---ed up because he has gang affiliations.
Rest will be revealed I guess xD -
C1 is a very quiet person and he usually keep to himself. C1 has had a crush on C2 since they were in grade school and no one knows. C2 is very loud, he strong and confident and his father is the leader of one of the strongest and largest gangs in the area and he never lets anyone forget about it. One day C1 was in charge of cleaning up the classroom and C2 was sleeping in the desk, it was pretty late after school and no one was around and C1 was about to leave and decided he should wake up C2 but couldn't bring himself to it. He kissed him and he was kind of proud that he did so. The next day C2 confronted C1 since he was actually awake, C1 was overly embarrassed and C2 decided to blackmail him in to doing things but the situation changed pretty quickly. One day C2 saw a group from the rivaling gang and the kids that seemed more in charge looked oddly familiar and soon it hit him, it was C1. C1 has kept it a secret from every one at school mainly because he didn't want everyone to know especially since C2 was there but when he came out he kind of had to admit it to C2 that he was the son of the gang leader. Things start to get interesting...
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Name: Jasper (People in the gang call him JP he doesn't really understand why but he goes with it.) Carlyle
Gender: Male
Age:
Looks: Jasper in small, he's about 5'4", skinny with slightly feminine curves. His orange hair is about a medium length, mostly straight except for the ends are slightly wavy. He has one bright green eye, which is his left, and wears and eye patch over the other one, he says he has an ugly scar from a car accident when he was young in reality in one of his mothers drunken hazes she put a cigarette out on his eye as a "punishment". He usually has some bandages around his neck but you usually can't see them or much of them cause of his scarf, he switches between and eye patch and a one made out of bandages just for something different.
(Kind of general idea of what he looks like.
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He has a tattoo on his right side (like side not chest if that makes sense.) Starting in line with the bottom of his... pectoral(...? That's what they call it on men right?) and stopped right above his hip
(without the roses)
He also has two other tattoos one on/above his collarbone on the left side (The sun/flowery looking one) and one at the base of his neck (The weird kind of moon-ish looking one) theyre like family simbols so no one really knows them since not many people see them, it's just tradition.
Obviously none of these were really optional and he doesn't like them, if that wasn't obvious with him hiding them constantly.
I don't feel like writing out personality so that's it if you don't mind -
That is totally fine. Who shall start? x)
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Oh I meant to go back and fill in his age, he's 17 almost 18.
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Okay! I'll start in like ten minutes when I have my laptop
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Okay
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okay im really sorry but choose a starting point
beginning of school day leading up to desk incident
middle of school day - perhaps lunch
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For the middle were you thinking before it happened or after?
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oh sorry, probably before. i assume you want the kiss scene to actually play out?
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Yeah.
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The sound of ringing metal on metal erupted into the classroom, signifying that the school day was finally over. Carson let out a long breath of relief as he had been capable of completing his laboratory assignment with just seconds to spare. Clad in a lab coat and goggles, he slowly took his attire off to reveal a simple outfit. His tee shirt was plain and black, his pants matching the color. He wore a tattered jean jacket over the simple top, red Vans protecting his feet. Hanging his lab coat on the first hook he noticed and flinging the goggles into the decontamination station, he handed a thick packet into the teacher, a tall and burly individual with greying locks. After slinging his backpack over one shoulder, he sauntered out of the classroom. The male sashayed through the throngs of students until he came to a staircase. Next to this staircase was an elevator.
This elevator in particular was only for students with a disability or debilitating injury. Carson gave a tiny smirk as he clicked the button that would open the method of transportation to himself, stepping into it upon hearing the ding. Once inside, he found himself side to side with one of the football players he recognized, giving him a hyper wave as they made their way to the bottom floor. As the door opened, the teenager exited the space, yelling out, "CATCH YA LATER, f---ER." Fortunately, no teachers or people of authority were in earshot. Well, even if they were, it wouldn't be of much use. Everybody was aware of the boy's status and therefore made it a point to avoid confrontation with the male. He found his locker being plagued by his closest friends. Greeting them with a bob of his head, he proceeded to clap each of their hands, leaning against his locker and crossing his arms.
"What's the deal?" One of the females, a curvaceous lady with long, chestnut brown hair and bewitching hazel eyes, batted her eyelashes.
"We're all headin' to a rave later tonight. We were wonderin' if ya'd join us?" Carson eyed her down, almost laughing when he took note of the depression that laced within her features when he denied the invitation.
"Sorry, guys, got s--- to do." They shrugged, all of them eventually making their departure. Carson retrieved his AP Biology and Film Institute textbook from his locker, shoving them into his backpack and slamming the slab of metal to a close. Sighing, he came to the realization that most of the other individuals had exited the building. It was Wednesday, after all, meaning no electives. The only people that were stuck behind were those who had been granted detention, people who had agreed to stay after and do extra work, or miserable teachers with nothing better to satisfy their evenings. Perambulating through the halls, he peered into each of the classrooms, averting his attention from those that had a teacher or students inside of it. As he came to the end of the H hallway, he found an unoccupied room, making his entrance and closing the door very cautiously so as to avoid suspicion. He stationed himself at a desk in the far corner of the room, setting his backpack next to the leg and sliding into the seat. After planting upon himself the stress of finishing his lab report, he was then being ravaged by a painful migraine. Resting, he decided, was the best course of action. After crossing his arms over the desk, he laid his head against them, closing his eyes in hopes of recovering speedily. -
The sound of the bell screeching through the class scared the living crap out of Jasper, the boy had indeed not been paying attention at all. He had zoned out near the beginning of the period, judging from his notes, he sighed lightly and started packing up his stuff and shoved it in his bag. He left the class, watching close to the ground, most of the people in the hall seemed energetic and overly happy and he really couldn't understand why, it was just Wednesday, he thought, he was pretty sure it was Wednesday. Everyone seemed more dressed up and rearing to go out with their friends then he did in his, dark burgundy long sleeve, dark blue skinny jeans and black skate shoes, bandages, scarf and eye patch. He wasn't going anywhere thouh, so why did it matter.
Jasper walked to his locker, their was a group of girls a little down who obviously were fussing over the group of guys by the locker almost next to his. He opened the locker trying to be as small as he could and not get between the two groups straight out of a romcom. He took what he needed for homework out and stuffed what he didn't in and shut the locker and started towards one of his classes he had earlier in the day.
The teacher that taught the class was kind of anal about cleanliness, he needed it to be as perfect as possible and be usually wouldn't let anyone clean the room except him, not even the janitors but unfortunately he was away today and had asked Jasper to do a quick clean up for him so he wouldn't have to do as much the next morning. A smile was brought to his lips when he remembered when a group of freshmen broke into his class to steal test results and they were caught because one of them moved something and the teacher being the way he was noticed and caught them because of their finger prints, it was weird but funny as hell.
He walked into the class wanting to be home before his siblings, he shut the door then noticed someone else in the room. He questioned it briefly but his heart picked up quickly when he realized who it was. He put his bag on the first desk walked over the teachers desk. He grabbed the board cleaning stuff and started to whipe down the whiteboards, he couldn't reach all the way up but did the best he could. He did a quick sweep up hoping to cover most of the tracks of the kids that let loose in his classes with the teacher away an one replacing him who couldn't care less about what they did. Throwing out the garbage and dirt he picked up with the broom he them grabbed a cloth and whiped down the really bad tables quickly. He threw out the garbage once again and rinsed off the cloth quickly. He went to go leave but he didn't want to leave him there, he walked over to Carson and he was about to shake him when something told him not to, after a brief mental argument Jasper leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to his lips (or cheek depending on which was his head was facing XD). He stood up briefly swelling up with pride before slight embarrassment took over and he walked off grabbing his bag before he left out the door.
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