Dark~
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Thread Topic: Dark~
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Name: Johnathan Kern
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Nationality: German, Polish.
Sexuality: Queer
Religion: Raised Jewish. Current pagan.
Family: Eliza Kern (mother, deceased), Samuel Kern (father, alive), Daniel Kern (brother, older), Jenna Kern (sister, younger), Olivia Kern (sister, younger)
Appearance: Johnathan has messy, knotted dyed black hair. It often sticks up in random places. He has bright green eyes that often seem to stare into your soul and can be quite intimidating. He has pale skin and some freckles, as he's a natural ginger. He's quite tall, standing at about 6'2". For formal matters, he often wears a black suit with a white undershirt and a red tie. For class or casual matters, he often wears plaid with a graphic tee shirt and ripped jeans. For parties, he wears pretty much the same. Except he wears foundation, mascara and gold eye-shadow on the top and bottom of his eyes. He even sometimes wears a nude lipstick with lip gloss. Sometimes he wears his reading glasses to events as well, but not very often. He also has a noticeable scar on his right cheek.
Personality: Johnathan has a bit of a temper and is a party animal. He smokes weed and cigarettes and even drinks. He comes from a rich family, though, so he's quite proper and formal when it comes to business affairs. He loves writing, and is an English major and a German minor. He speaks four different languages fluently. He is strong willed and stubborn as well as impatient. However, he is quite empathetic and passionate. -
I'm in love omg
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Homygod thanks
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I'm gonna make mine when I'm back from the movie I'm gonna go see
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Okay cool
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Name: Lucas Ramsey
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Nationality: American, Hispanic.
Sexuality: Pansexual
Religion: Christian
Family: Helen Ramsey (mother, alive), Joseph Ramsey (father, alive)
Bodily appearance: (Green eyes)
Formal outfit:
School outfit:
Party outfit:
Personality: Lucas is a very casual, laid back boy. He has a sarcastic approach occasionally, but it's mostly for s---s and giggles. He's one of those that seems like a "movie star" background person. He loves going to parties, though he often skips due to laziness. He does some drugs, though he prefers drinking to drugs. He does especially well in art, even though the stress and his laziness has caused him some strong depression. It also doesn't help that he's an only child and has high expectation resting on his shoulders. He only knows two languageslike his admin. -
Homygod I relate to that poor beautiful soul
j'aime Beaucoup, j'aime beaucoup -
haha
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Yes pls
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Art. That's all that Lucas had on his mind every waking moment. And every moment of his life after that. What should he draw for this assignment? What painting should he make to replace the one he had up on his wall? Would that person eating be a good picture, or should he focus perhaps a couple in the corner? Today, it was more along the lines of what the hell he was going to do for his project. He had two days left. He had procrastinated until now. "Johnathan," he asked his roommate, "What should I do?"
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Johnathan looked up from the essay he was writing on the French Revolution. He crinkled his nose and pushed his glasses up. "I don't know," His voice was smooth and sticky with fatigue, like honey, "What's the project?" Although he was a bit annoyed with the art major's procrastination, Johnathan couldn't say that he was much better. After all, he had three papers due by midnight. It was eight PM. Indeed, they were both stressed when it came to matters of procrastination. And this certain matter frustrated him to no end. He had this paper, a creative writing paper with prompt and then a paper about the futility of repetition for language learning due in French. Each paper had to be at least five pages. Tomorrow he had a poem due in dactylic hexameter, which he hardly understood. However, he was willing to help his friend with his project, despite his own frustrations.
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The brunet stretched out, a yawn escaping from his lips. He moved to rest his arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. "I have to draw," he whined, as if he were a child being asked to do a chore. "Poses.. Poses of a human body. As much as I like bodies, I do not know what poses I want to do." Lucas frowned, sitting up suddenly as if his previous position bothered him. "Not only that, but they have to be nude. And I frankly don't feel like looking through the internet." He didn't want to admit that he'd likely get distracted. Of course, Lucas had a talent for getting distracted, but he felt as if this was one of the times where he couldn't afford that. He was very close to failing. Part of him didn't care, but the other part of him did. His procrastination was so bad he almost forgot what the project was. "I mean, it's just extra credit, buuut I'm afraid I can't afford to not do it."
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Johnathan shrugged. "Well, I have some papers to write. But if you want you can draw me. You don't mind seeing me nude, do you?" He was a very confident person in body and face. His mother had taught him from a very young age not to be ashamed in who he was. That was the most attractive feature of them all. Plus, in writing and business, you can't afford to be shy and submissive. It didn't work. He flashed his roommate a warm smile before continue to type away as he awaited a response.
Truthfully, he wasn't very excited to help. He had a lot to do and was quite stressed. However, he was certain Lucas would do the same thing for him. And he had done similar things for him on multiple occasions. They were quite close, after all, so he didn't see the harm in helping out a close friend- even if it involved posing nude. -
(will be responding hopefully tomorrow but I wanted to bump this & let you know)
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Lucas's lips pulled into a small smile, and he glanced over at his empty sketch book. He could just as easily google some pictures- after all, the Internet wasn't just for p---- but the idea of seeing Johnathan nude and getting his homework done sounded more appealing. "Hardly," he hummed to the other, standing up to stretch for a second time. "That would be really helpful, actually. Maybe I can help you get your work done in return, eh?"
The brunet reached over his bed, reaching out to grab the book. It wasn't very full, considering he had only done assignments he wanted to do. The pages that had drawings on them were full of red markings, high grades that he wasn't sure he deserved. Sometimes he wondered if the teacher gave him those scores because she felt bad about his work ethic. Other times, he wondered if he was really as good as she claimed. Then again, his grades didn't matter to him- he only cared about his happiness, which came from anything other than schoolwork.
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