forum •Fucking With My head• [one/one]

Started March 17, 2020 by Deleted user

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@Icefire

Aight, just make your boi a template and we'll go from there- !

Hey! Can you repost your boyo here for me, please?

Sure!

Name: Kohen Lyle Grey (aka Koe or Lye)
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Thick but soft cinnamon reddish dark brown hair (looks more purple than anything) with a slight unruly curl to it. Short but long enough to cover his eyes a little, making him test his own patience every day. Kohen has honey-colored eyes and quite the round face like that of a female, he used to get teased about it a lot by the other males and his family. He is 5'8 and weighs 114 lbs.
Clothes: Wears a mustard yellow short-sleeved shirt with the 'Sad boys club' written on it in black. Black hood goes on top then a brown, black, and dull yellow checkered zip-up jacket on top (this jacket is usually never zipped up). He's a very cold boi. For the bottom half of his body, he wears black ripped jeans with softly worn down converse hightops.
Personality: To sum it up: a little shit. He's everything from an asshole bully to a soft skater boi. He doesn't really care about anything and as much as he doesn't like showing the more broken side of his personality, there is one that always comes through and it's anger. He can be a funny person if you're in his close circle of friends but is extremely homophobic due to his adopted parent's influence. He's an orphan, or at least that's what he still considers himself even though he's adopted. He used to have a boyfriend but got beat up by his adopted father because of it so he dumped his boyfriend and now bullies the gay kids who are out, probably because he hates that they can freely express who they like and he can't. Kohen uses a lot of explicit language and gets in trouble at school for it, he is also very much a realist and won't hesitate to look at the negative side of things.
Background: Kohen will most likely walk to school sporting a new bruise and bandages wrapping up different parts of his body every day. He uses the excuse that he gets hurt a lot since he's learning new tricks on his skateboard, but in reality, it's his father who's giving him all those wounds. Kohen bullies this particular kid every day. The reason this all started was because the boy had worked up the courage to ask Kohen out after he and his boyfriend broke up. The poor kid wasn't expecting Kohen to lash out at him at the time. Ever since that time, Kohen has cornered him at school every day with his friends and beats up the boy, calling him disgusting, that people like him should die, verbal abuse that never seems to end on Kohen's part. Kohen has threatened the boy too many times now that the kid is too scared to say anything about his abuser, to report him. Truth is, Kohen is partially taking out his anger from home out on the kid and, the other half sees the kid as himself and feels the need to beat him down that severely because gay people have no rights and plague the world- or at least that's what his Christian father tells him, has drilled into his head. Little does he know that the person he is beating up is his future husband.
Other: (imma just sneak this in here-)
Kohen likes collecting stuffed animals from crane machines and giving them to people he really likes.

Thanks! Question: is it alright if my character is a little rough around the edges, because I like to polish up the character in RP as we go?

hecc yea dude ! go for it! I do that quite a lot! It's how we build our characters to be a better version of themselves!

Alright cool, thanks!

mhm, no problemo~

Name: Beckham James Altair
Nicknames: Beck (by most people), Becky (more of a taunting nickname)
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Looks: Looks. Beck is pretty short, at about 5'4", and slim. Not very imposing at all. He typically just wears a long sleeved shirt or a cardigan, paired with jeans and a beat-up pair of sneakers. He often wears clothes with Pride imagery on them, usually in the coloring of the gay flag. He is out, and not ashamed of it.
Background: Honestly, kind of the opposite of Kohen's. His birth father was extremely abusive, and Beck was put into the foster system at the age of nine. He was adopted when he was 11 by a very loving family that couldn't care less that he's gay. Hell, they're proud of him for being brave enough to come out about it, and for being brave enough to put what his father did to him behind him.
Other: ~

(Is he alright?)
(Also, question: Do you have any triggers/things you don't want me to include in the RP?)

(Sweetheart, you're talking to the person who created a character that's going to fuck your boi up- ahaha, no, I don't particularly have any triggers,, don't worry about it, go wild~)

(Cool, cool. His backstory is gonna be a little really fucking dark then)

(Sweetheart, you're talking to the person who created a character that's going to fuck your boi up- ahaha, no, I don't particularly have any triggers,, don't worry about it, go wild~)

(Cool, cool. His backstory is gonna be a little really fucking dark then)

(And I'm all here for it :> )

(Sweetheart, you're talking to the person who created a character that's going to fuck your boi up- ahaha, no, I don't particularly have any triggers,, don't worry about it, go wild~)

(Cool, cool. His backstory is gonna be a little really fucking dark then)

(And I'm all here for it :> )

( :} )
(Also IDC who starts, up to you)

(Aight, I'll go then)

Kohen swung at Vale, making contact with his mouth. Vale dropped to Kohen's side since he had previously been on top of him, a bit of blood now visible from the corner of his mouth. His eyes reflected bloody murder as he used his arms to lift himself slightly.
Kohen's face was neutral, he wasn't expressing much emotion. He got up and began to walk away, not wanting to continue this, but he had made the mistake of hitting first.
Vale angrily got up and ran at Kohen, wrapping his arm around Kohen's neck from behind, making him stumble back. Kohen grabbed his arm, trying to free himself. "Quit this shit Vale!" Kohen said, gasping for air shortly after.
"I feel bad for anyone who ever wants to date you in the future!" Was the only thing Vale said, making them both drop to the floor as he tripped backwards.
Kohen took this as an opportunity to free himself but Vale grabbed his shirt and pulled him back, landing a punch square in Kohen's eye. Kohen sat there for a second, not being able to see anything, tears pooling in that specific eye. "Fuck!"

-Next day at school-

Kohen was walking to class as one of his friend wrapped an arm around his shoulder. He whistled lowly. "Vale really owned you huh?" He said teasingly, a giant grin on his face.
Kohen shoved Jake out of the way. "Shut up if you don't want me to break your jaw" he said as he kept walking, leaving Jake behind. Jake rolled his eyes. "You shouldn't have dumped him- he was such good material to mess with~" he cooed. "Oh, now that you two are done, you don't mind of I mess with him a little, right?" He asked, shoving his hands into his pockets, his cocky smirk still fresh on his face.
Kohen stopped, his eyes cold as they stared at the end of the hallway. "Go ahead. He isn't worth shit anyways." He said, his voice wavering for a second.
Jake chuckled. "Right, then don't mind if I do~" he said licking his lips and walking in the opposite direction of Kohen.

Kohen was late to class again, so when the teacher heard him enter, he wasn't surprised at all. "Detention after school, you know the drill." He said, not stopping to look at who at entered- he didn't need to.
Kohen ignored him and went to his seat. A while later he had a comic book draped over his face as he leaned back in his chair, occasionally letting his eyes close. He had his arms crossed as he dangerously balanced on the chair's two back legs.

Beckham had watched as Kohen came in, frowning a little bit. The young man was wearing a jacket printed with the pride colors on his sleeves, and he tugged at them self-consciously. He still felt awkward sometimes, even though he had been out since he was thirteen.

He reached over and touched Kohen's arm. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked in a hushed tone, quiet enough that the teacher wouldn't notice. His red hair was sticking up in messy tufts all over his head; he hadn't bothered to comb it this morning, and it was a fucking mess.

He didn't know what to do now…Kohen looked like shit, and Beck wanted to help. It was part of who he was. He always tried to help people. Maybe it was because he still wanted to cry every time he remembered what his father had done, maybe he would have been like this anyway. He didn't know.

Kohen's eyes opened slowly as he felt the touch. "Don't fucking touch me, I'm fine. Just mind your own business." He said harshly, jerking his arm away.
Kohen was so glad for the comic covering his face at the moment because his face was a little flushed. He was weak to kindness and hated it with a seething passion. A person like him didn't deserve to be treated nicely.
"Just pay attention to the teacher fag" He said, the insult stinging him since he might as well have directed at himself too.

The rest of the class period he slept, not giving two shits about whatever the teacher was talking about- something about clouds.

(I'm gonna guess that Kohen is not out at school or anything?)

Beck flinched slightly at the nickname, pulling his hand back. He frowned a little, brown eyes looking hurt. But he didn't respond, and turned back to the teacher to listen, doing his best to ignore Kohen. He sighed softly, and started to sketch in the margins of his binder. Just nonsense, really. Cloud formations, rainbows, anything at all. He was wearing a long-sleeved shirt today, with the words "Shade never made anybody less GAY" printed on the front. His older sister, also adopted, had given it to him, and he wore it every now and again. Sure, it was a Taylor Swift lyric, but whatever. He didn't care about that.

He let out a sigh. The teacher was boring him, and he wondered if he could get away with getting his phone out. Probably not. Teacher would probably take it away, and that would suck balls. So no, he wasn't going to risk that.

(Yeah, he's not, only to his close friends and his parents. His relationship with Vale was also secret so one knows about it)

Kohen woke up right at the end, ten minutes before the bell rang. He cursed and sighed, looked around. As he did, the eyes of the others quickly looked away.
He looked over at the male who had expressed concern for him. A frown setting on his forehead. "You." he said, addressing Beck. "You have a boyfriend?" He asked, eyes staring at his rainbow colored sleeves. "Must be nice" he whispered to himself, the want in his voice turning into hatred as he remembered his adopted father who cornered him in the bathroom that one time. "Thanks for your concern earlier and whatnot but I don't really talk to people like you" he said, dismissing his question from before.
Even though Kohen said this, meaning to hurt the other, his eyes were soft as he looked at Beck's, as if for one split second he could have melted from his gaze.
Then the bell rang and Kohen snapped out of it, suddenly getting up and shoving his stuff into his bookbag- the trashcan.
He quickly threw it on his back and walked out of the classroom to meet up with his friends.

(kk I figured)

Beck frowned a little bit. "Uhm…no?" He replied to the boyfriend question. He wished he did, but…well. He didn't. When he had had one, a few months ago…the other boy had wanted to get more physical, and…well. Beck had nearly had a breakdown because the touches on his hips brought back memories of the way his father had used him and hurt him and…and done things to him, and he had panicked. He had panicked so badly that he nearly passed out from it. So no, he didn't have a boyfriend. He heard Kohen whisper… something, but wasn't sure what. At that last part, hurt flashed in his eyes again. "People like me?" He echoed, shaking his head. "You don't know jack shit about me, Kohen." He got his stuff together to leave the classroom.

Kohen paused when he got to the door, hearing what Beck said. "Oh yeah? You think I don't about that little incident? You bailed like a little kid. You're gay and that's fucking gross in its self. Most people I've talked to think the same thing." Kohen turned back around towards Beck and walked into the classroom, closing the door- leaving them both alone. He looked menacing as he walked straight towards Beck. "I don't know shit? I know everything fucker. More than I let on."
Kohen looked like he was ready to open a can of worms on him, but froze when someone called his name from the hall. It was Jake.

"Kooooheeeennn" He called in a whiny voice. "Come ooooon, I'm starviiing"
Kohen made a little sound of disapproval. "Tsk." And left, opening the door aggressively and walking out.
"What." He hissed as he saw Jake with Marcus.
"Ah! There you are Kohen! What took you so long?" He took a sip of his coke. "Vale's waiting to suck my dick-"
Marcus elbowed him hard on the side, making Jake shut up as he choked on his soda.
Kohen's eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head. "ohmygod shut up Jake or I'm gonna lose it-"
"What are you gonna do?" Jake's eyes reflected something insane behind them after he recovered, with a hint of amusement. "Fuck me up?" He laughed.
Sometimes Kohen wondered why the fuck Marcus was into someone like Jake. It would have drove him crazy to be beside someone like him all the time.
Jake was constantly picking a fight- it was especially bad in the sixth grade when Marx was still in the same school as them. They would get suspended days a time- course, Jake never won.

(if it's alright with you i wanna skip to the next day cause there's nothing much to do- i like to keep the action going without all the boring nonsense in between
but if you wanna make your boi meet up with his friends that's cool too! I'm all for it
Maybe you can start off the next day with him talking to them ?
sorry if this is going a little fast- tell me if you want me to slow down
it's a bad habit of mine)