i am not okay with this.
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Thread Topic: i am not okay with this.
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all i did was try my best, this the kind of thanks i get? unrelentlessly upset.
C1's your average, well below average, student. Decent grades, decent friend group, kind of a social outcast. Then we have C2. Popular kid, tons of friends, great grades. And C1's got a huge, huge crush on C2. Which isn't all that great, considering C1 and C2 are the same gender. To make things worse, C1 has these weird, supernatural powers and they get triggered randomly. How will C1 manage high school while trying to figure out their sexuality and powers? Who knows.
they say these are the "golden years", but i wish i could disappear. ego crush is so severe. god, it's brutal out here.
music video u^u -
( saved for cinna but if you'd like to do the plot with me in a diff thread, just ask! )
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chooosemechooosemechoooseme
i mean-
*clears throat*
can i join :00 -
xD ofc :)
which char would you like?
*cOuGh* i totally don't wanna be C1 *CoUgH*
any char is fine with me tho lmao -
lmaoo you can totally be C1 :D
do you wanna make the character sheets or do you want me to? -
i can make one really quick u^u
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kk uwu
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name:
age:
gender:
sexuality:
appearance:
personality:
bio:
other: -
name: Nico Hart
age: 16
gender: male
sexuality: closeted gay
appearance: tousled black hair, pale-ish skin, dark chocolate brown eyes
personality: sarcastic, charming, intelligent, creative, can be irritable
bio: TBD
other: the poor bby has OCD *pats* he also has a gf which he was got to cover up the fact that he's gay. poor girl *pats* -
name: ross l. hart.
age: 17.
gender: male.
sexuality: questioning.
appearance: (short desc. in case you can't see the pic) smol bean, short curly brown hair, pale complexion and freckles, round glasses framing his pale blue eyes, usually wears monochrome/dark adademia/vintage style clothes.
personality: closed off, quiet, has "anger issues" due to losing his mother, irrational, emotional.
bio: moved to *wherever the story takes place lol* after his mother died, has lots of anger from that, has some weirda-- powers. idrk.
other: weird powers (kind of like wishing powers? whatever he thinks kind of comes true), anxiety, ADD. -
( think i'll change his age to 15. i like younger chars lmao. n o t i t u^u )
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( alr imma just start it, cus i wanna lmao )
Ross walked out of the guidance counselor's room, holding an empty journal given to him. ``Write down my feelings? Honestly,`` he muttered, putting it in his messenger bag. He hummed quietly as he made his way to his classroom, sitting down in his usual seat in the back. He looked around at the students for a moment, waiting for class to start. -
Nico walked casually down the halls of the school and into the classroom with his arm sling around his girlfriend Jenna’s shoulder. She was grinning and laughing at the jokes my friend Jacob continued to crack, and at times, i almost believed that she’d rather be with him. With someone that could make her laugh. I couldn’t. I was always too busy thinking about what the right things to say or do were, and not for the reason people would think. I just didn’t know how to love a girl, i guess.
Jenna guided me to the font of the classroom where she plotted me down in the seat beside her and we sat there, chatting quietly, waiting for class to start. -
“Alright class,” the teacher said, clapping her hands to get the class’s attention. “I’ve picked your partners for the project. Once everyone is seated with their partner, you may begin working.” The teacher proceeded calling students names and people began moving around the room. “Alright, Jenna and Jacob will be partners. And last but not least, Ross and Nico will be partners.”
What?! Aw, this is some bullsh-t, Ross thought, looking over to Nico. Partnered with the popular kid. Great. Albeit they used to be somewhat close when school started, he’s gone, left me and got popular. I couldn’t give two sh-ts about him. -
Nico stiffened as he heard he was being paired with Ross. Sh-t, he thought, his dark eyes glancing down at his desk. He felt guilty. He had left him. He didn't even remember why. But he really had no idea how to even try to approach him.
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