the familys secrets
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Thread Topic: the familys secrets
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snowstorm Newbieplot: a young family of 2-4-the hemmings- live in an era where hot air balloons are powered by steam engines. thats right- the steampunk era!. this family may seem calm, but it has its secrets.
c1-the brother- a playboy with so many broken hearted lovers and accidental children he can't even count
c2-the older sister-a snob and a prostitute, she hates her siblings and would rather leave them (optional)
c3-the younger sister- a stubborn jack of all trades that is so tired and weary from selling her stock at her shop that she doesn't even notice anything wrong. she herself can even be cruel at times. (TAKEN, ME!)
c4-the younger brother- a cruel actor thats successful, the only reason he doesn't move out is the deal with his older brother- he lures the ladies, c1 takes them. (optional)
name: donna hemmings
age: 16
rank: c3
occupation: a jack of all trades. shes-take a breath- a blacksmith, sculpture, shopkeeper,baker,weaver, tailor, farmer, grocer, and a jewelry-cloth maker. also a inventor and a mechanic. *sigh*
average income: about... 900 a day?
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likes: money, work, inventing things for her shop
dislikes: her siblings, poverty, broken machinery
small description of her shop/job: a small, floating log cabin with floating log steps inside; its the best place to be! she somehow works it all without employees (possibly because she has strict work periods) its filled with gizmos that help her, such as: a electronic chef and waiter, a small flying mail carrier, a walking cash register that calls the police if you don't pay, and tools that help her around! its the place to get anything fixed or anything at all! -
(May I join and can I be the younger brother, and if I am can I change his personality through out the roleplay?)
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snowstorm Newbieof course!
like he can start out cruel and eventually become nicer?)) -
(Okay thank you)
Name: Sam Hemming's
Age:16 1/2
personality: Cruel, quiet at times, hotheaded, sensitive (doesn't act it.) clumsy as well.
Fear: Closed in spaces, water, being hit.
Job: An up and coming actor, with a rude personality. Also he helps his older brother score girls, which secretly he isn't proud of.
Looks: He's small, has a cute innocent look, with big brown eyes long eye lashes to match, as well as a small waist. He's more feminine looking which boys and girls appreciate. His hair is brown, with soft looking curls that stop just below his ears. -
snowstorm Newbieokay, you control the older brother too?))
donna stretched, stepping lightly into her boots before sliding down the stair rails and rocketing through the kitchen into the special slingshot she had made for that purpose. she untied herself and started cooking breakfast-raspberry-lemon teacakes for herself, pancakes for sam, and the 'fanciest' meal she could make for dorian, her lousy older brother she despised dearly. she almost fell asleep a couple of times before calling out to them and making an extra breakfast for the girl dorian had brought home last night. "SAM! DORIAN! COME DOWN FOR BREAKFAST! BRING THAT GIRL DOWN TOO!" she hollered as dorian came downstairs in his boxers, followed by a sleepy looking young woman in barely a lingerie, and waited impatiently for sam to come down as she ate her teacakes. -
(Yes)
Sam sits up slowly in his bed, as he rubs his eyes with the small of his hand. "Uh" He mumbles as he steps into his bunny slippers, as well as shrugging on a soft blue robe to cover his small frame. "Why so early?" He mutters softly to himself as he runs a hand through is messy curls. He slowly makes his way down the stairs, as he steps into sight. Sleep was evident in his eyes, as his soft brown eyes had a somewhat glassy look. He says nothing as he takes his seat at the island, his facial expression blank. He keeps his eyes trained to his hands, as he balls and unballs his fists. Sam wasn't a morning person, and everyone was better off if he stated silent and wasn't disturbed. -
(I'm sorry it's not great to begin with, I hope this is okay though I will get better.)
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snowstorm Newbiedonna sighed and walked upstairs, grabbed her younger brother, and pulled him downstairs carefully. "eat." she demanded, pointing to his breakfast as the girl flirted with dorian, much to donnas disgust.
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Sam growls as he pulls his hand from her's his face cold. "Don't touch me."
He says sternly as he begins to eat, stuffing his face with pancakes in minutes. Dorian turns to his younger brother, as he looks at him with knitted eyebrows as if in question.
"What?" He speaks harshly, food flying from his mouth. His brother chuckles as he tilts his head to the side.
"You look rather cute this morning." The girl sitting next to Dorian says, as she bats her eyes at him. He rolls his eyes as he continues eating, feeling his brothers hardened expression him. -
snowstorm Newbiedonna looked a bit upset when he growled at her but quickly hid it. after kicking out their ladyfriend-by tossing her out the door- she sent dorian out to his job and literally tossed sam out of the house for his job, her expression colder than his. she slammed the door, and, upset, she made teacakes, a few dresses, some sculptures, small weapons, a new thing she called a plasma cannon, then gathered up the wheat and barley from their garden and set out to her shop. she squirmed through the crowd, put the things in their proper area, and opened the doors, where almost everything was eaten up. a few hours later she came home early and counted her money- 2,500. "not bad." she said to herself, grinning, as she dreamed of her new house she would buy someday for her and margo-her lover.
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Sam was now sitting on a couch as he looked around slowly taking everything in. "So when are we starting exactly?" He questions as he turns to the older looking male, Sam's expression soft.
Sam was in the middle of taping another one of his drama's that he has been working on for a few weeks now. He was some what proud of his work, but other times it was frustrating and he didn't even want to bother showing up.
The older male glances at Sam, as he then in one quick movement picks him up bridal style. Sam gasps fakely, as he holds on to him tightly, as he then looks up into his eyes. "Oh." He mutters softy seeming to be in a daze.
"And...Cut." The director yells as Sam's set back down gently. Sam rolls his eyes as he ruffles his hair tiredly.
"Hm." He mumbles as people around him begin to praise him and such, as he pushes through them tiredly. "Shut up." He yells at them as he walks out from the building clearly upset and annoyed at the people.
He sits on the side of the road impatiently as he waits for a cab. "Uh." He groans stomping his feet much like a child in annoyance. He was cold, tired, and hungry all he felt like doing was sleeping but he had yet another job to tend to and he couldn't be late or his brother would be furious. -
snowstorm Newbiethis is set in the steampunk era
so actors would be for plays and taxis would be metallic air balloons ;.;))
donna sighed as she relaxed on the levitating-by small-rockets, of course- couch. -
(Okay)
Sam was soon whisked away by a taxi as he then was dropped off in front of a big house. He soon found himself pressed up against a wall by his brother, as he whimpered softly. "Bro I'm sorry." He mumbles as he pulls at his hand his small legs kicking at air. Dorian snickers, as he lets him fall to the floor, as he takes a sip of beer. "Hm you spend to much time in those stupid plays, doing stupid scenes with stupid people." He states drunkenly, as Sam sighs rolling his eyes.
"It's better then being here with you and your smelling -. "Your dead." His brother screams as Sam dashed past him, trying to escape.
(Ive never done a Rp like this so it is interesting I like it.)) -
snowstorm Newbieah))
donna heard them and was snapped out of her daydream. she leapt onto dorian, and, quickly, tugged his hair so he fell over. she tied him up and dragged him into the "drunk" room until he became sober.
(she used to be a rodeo?)
she sighed and went out to check out the houses. -
Sam only rolls his eyes as he lays on his stomach angrily. He didn't need her help he was fine on his own. Sam looks down at his brusied wrist's as he sighs.
"Come on Babe let me take you to your next client." He states softly as he looks up at the tall brunette, as she giggles drunkenly.
"Jesus." He mutters as he grabs her hand pulling her outside as he faces his sister Donna.
"Yah I could of handled the situation myself, I don't need your help, so leave me alone!" He screams stamping his foot as if to prove a point as he spits in her face. He grabs the girls hand as he stalks off in search of the flying air balloon that was blue with red stripes.
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