forum Piece By Piece [Private RP — Closed]

Started December 12, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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And here the legacies of Huntzie and Willeo continue!

The previous RP for any stalkers: https://www.notebook.ai/forum/roleplaying/cliche-roleplay-closed

This is going to be great~

(I'm so excited!
Sorry this is so long…)

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Usual Outfit:
Personality:
Flaws:
Favorite Food/Drink:
Favorite Animal:
Favorite Color:
Favorite Season:
Favorite Book(s):
Favorite Movie(s)/Show(s):
Favorite Song(s)/Artist(s):
Other: [Sibling(s), backstory, pet(s), hobbies, etc.]

(I'm so excited!
Sorry this is so long…)

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Usual Outfit:
Personality:
Flaws:
Favorite Food/Drink:
Favorite Animal:
Favorite Color:
Favorite Season:
Favorite Book(s):
Favorite Movie(s)/Show(s):
Favorite Song(s)/Artist(s):
Other: [Sibling(s), backstory, pet(s), hobbies, etc.]

(I am, too!
Also, it's okay! The more, the better.)

Name: Sterling Ryder Ainsley
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: 6’2” https://pin.it/xgjhjuifm5dwl3
Usual Outfit: What’s in the picture, or black T-shirts and dark jeans.
Personality: Typewriter/hailstorm https://pin.it/b4t4b5ebso737c
Flaws: Closed-off, almost over-competitive.
Favorite Food/Drink: Cheeseburgers // He’s secretly obsessed with strawberry milkshakes.
Favorite Animal: Red Panda (but if you ask him, he’ll say a tiger)
Favorite Color: Dark blue.
Favorite Season: Winter
Favorite Book(s): Anything he can get his hands on!
Favorite Movie(s)/Show(s): Anything with action.
Favorite Song(s)/Artist(s): Most Country music, some Pop.
Other: His parents grew up in the same social circle that Hunter did; he's got a younger brother named Tobias.

Name: Ashley Faith Carter
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: 5’9” https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e2/b7/3d/e2b73d719deb3aa50b9991dcd74cfffd.jpg
Usual Outfit:
Personality: Daddy’s girl; sassy, stubborn, can be flirty if she wants to be.
Flaws: Can take things too lightly; sometimes is overly stubborn.
Favorite Food/Drink: Sausage and pepperoni pizza // Dark chocolate mocha with extra whipped cream.
Favorite Animal: Hedgehogs!
Favorite Color: Rose pink.
Favorite Season: Winter.
Favorite Book(s): Anything fantasy; realistic fiction; she really likes romance, too.
Favorite Movie(s)/Show(s): Romance, fantasy, or science fiction movies // Gilmore Girls, Agents of SHIELD, The Flash.
Favorite Song(s)/Artist(s): Almost anything! She loves music.
Other: Only child; the daughter of Willow and Leo Carter, best friend of Eden McArthur. She had a crush on Eden’s twin brother, Lucas, for a long time; then they kissed and everything went haywire…

Name: Eden Rose McArthur
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance: 5'5 https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e3/15/7b/e3157be80b86f7200524ca5953df8021.jpg
Usual Outfit: ^^
Personality: Mommy's girl: Eden is a rebel; she usually doesn't speak much, but when she does, she speaks her mind. She doesn't like beating around the bush and likes to come out openly. Eden is rebellious, going for things a typical female wouldn't dream about doing. Eden is what you would call a savage; she doesn't think twice about putting someone in place. Although she's the younger twin, Eden often takes charge, making it seem like she's the older one. Eden is extremely dependable, an independent female despite her young age. Eden dislikes arrogance and narcissism. Most people would describe as a fox; some as a lioness.
Flaws: Blunt; absent-minded; aimless; doesn't know when to give up.
Favorite Food/Drink: Chicken burger/orange juice.
Favorite Animal: Hamsters.
Favorite Color: Blue
Favorite Season: Fall
Favorite Book(s): Fiction; fantasy–anything that takes her away from reality.
Favorite Movie(s)/Show(s): She doesn't have a preference.
Favorite Song(s)/Artist(s): Twenty One Pilots is her favorite universal band. Ironically enough, despite her tough personality, she's into EXO.
Other: [Sibling(s), backstory, pet(s), hobbies, etc.]: Eden's the younger twin sister of Lucas and the daughter of a renowned vet, McKenzie McArthur, and the famous artist, teacher, and CEO of a well-developed company, Hunter McArthur. She hopes to walk into her mother's footsteps. She also has a pet hamster named Razor.

Name: Lucas James McArthur
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: (6 inches) https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fe/79/5c/fe795c43627b5638bad690e5e81f27ea.jpg
Usual Outfit: ^^
Personality: Lucas is the opposite of his twin sister. While she's cool and calm, Lucas is a mess. He's usually done with everything, and although he's confident, his shyness is not much behind. Lucas doesn't like confrontation, so he steps back whenever he thinks one is coming. Although his father is a leader, and that same trait is passed on to his sister, Lucas is anything but that. Lucas loves looking at the night sky and is a huge astrology nerd. Lucas is the type to read articles on Wikipedia just for fun and will always have his phone battery less than fifty percent. Although it doesn't happen very often, Lucas can have random bursts of confidence. Lucas is also a family person; he doesn't let anything come in between what's important to him.
Flaws: Steps down before anything even begins; lack of confidence.
Favorite Food/Drink: Fries and Sprite.
Favorite Animal: Rabbits.
Favorite Color: Red.
Favorite Season: Spring.
Favorite Book(s): Isn't much of a book reader. He has difficulty imagining.
Favorite Movie(s)/Show(s): The Avengers and anything mysterious and crime.
Favorite Song(s)/Artist(s): Is open to all types of music.
Other: [Sibling(s), backstory, pet(s), hobbies, etc.] He and his twin sister, Eden, were both born with bad eyesight. He's had a hopeless crush on Willow and Leo's daughter, Ashley, and even kissed her at one point, but due to misunderstandings, that relationship sank before it even set sail. Lucas has a pet rabbit named Ally. He's extremely close with Eden and would do anything if that meant she'd smile.

(Yesyesyes!!! I love them! Oh my gosh, they’re perfect! Ugh, and Lucas is going to be so cute, I just know it!)

(I had the same reaction for Sterling and Ashley!!)

(The twins are so much more developed, though. You did a great job!
Let's say, beginning of spring, end of the school year is when we start?)

“Eden!” I looked up in curiosity, raising my eyebrows, my legs on the table, one arm draped on my stomach while the other held the stick of my lollipop. I didn’t speak, but I maintained eye-contact with my teacher, who, despite her young age, already started to develop wrinkles and grey hair. “I have a favor to ask of you. Are you busy this weekend?”
I shook my head in a ‘no.’ Mrs. Kennedy was a nice teacher, but her niceness often got her in trouble. I lost count of how many times she got herself caught up in pointless squabbles and gotten hurt despite the fact that she was a teacher. Everyone knew confronting the Grey Stones was the one thing you should never do; Mrs. Kennedy believed otherwise. She was naive in that way.
“Great! I need some help grading exams,” she told me, looking apologetic. “I’ll give you extra credit for that.”
I didn’t need the extra credit. Why would I, when I had never gotten anything below a hundred?
I nodded once more, giving her the signal that I agreed. I didn’t talk much, nor did I wanted to. I preferred being quiet. Ashley, my best friend, had that covered perfectly.
As soon as the bell rang, the entire class rushed out of the room. I, on the other hand, only pushed myself off of the chair when the class empitied. I disliked crowds. My next class was just around the corner, anyway, so I didn’t need to hurry.
The second I walked out of the class, I bumped into someone. I didn’t spare the person a second glance, but I didn’t fail to catch a blur of black hair as I walked away.

“Mr. McArthur, well done!” I sat down on my chair with a huff, wheezing as I tried to catch my breath. I wiped the sweat off of my hair before reaching out to grab my bottle.
I am Lucas James McArthur. You’ve probably heard of me. I’m the son of Hunter McArthur and Kenzie McArthur, but I’m also a dancer.
“You did great,” my manager, Kris, smiled at me. “Rest up. You’ll get yourself injured at this rate.”
I moved to get up in an attempt to protest, but Kris cut me off.
“Listen, you’ve been working nonstop for the past two days with little to no rest,” he said, raising his finger in the air. “You’re going back home today, for God’s sake. If your parents see you completely exhausted, they’ll skin me alive!”
My heart dropped when I remembered I was supposed to go back. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to—I missed home. I missed my parents, and most of all, I missed my little sister. But I was scared. Those eyes haunted me. I was too much of a coward to go back and fix things with her. I wanted to, but I couldn’t.
If I had a say in it, I wouldn’t have planned this. Kris wanted me to see my family. As he was my manager, I couldn’t do much to reject his idea.
“They won’t,” I promised quietly, my mind completely overtaken by the familiar feeling of lips on my own. Kris noticed my change in behavior. He patted me on the back sympathetically.
“Luke, you’re going to be fine,” he told me soothingly. “You’ve got to clear everything out. You can’t let her think like this any longer.”
I shook my head.
“Thanks, Kris,” I muttered, standing up and stretching. “I’ll go take a shower and take a short nap. Wake me up when it’s time.”
I didn’t tell anyone I was returning. Except Eden, of course, my sister. It was almost my parents’ anniversary. I wanted to give them a surprise.
“All right,” Kris nodded. As I walked away, I knew I couldn’t escape from what I had thrown myself into.

(The twins are so much more developed, though. You did a great job!
Let's say, beginning of spring, end of the school year is when we start?)

(Thank you!! I tried~ I liked the way you described yours, though! Short and brief, just the way it’s supposed to be.
Oh, I didn’t plan out a specific time. ):)

(Ah, that was perfect! Ugh, now I have to live up to those standards. Lol.
Also, let's do third person, shall we? Unless you're more comfortable with first. I can work with that.)

Hefting my backpack up higher onto my shoulder, I carefully wound my way through the crowd of students. Everyone was buzzing with anticipation to get through the halls, seeing as it was the end of the school day. My hair must have been a mess from all the times someone bumped into me…

Oh, right. I'm Ashley. Ashley Carter. No, my parents aren't famous like the McArthurs, nor are they super rich like the Ainsleys, but they're great parents. Leo and Willow Carter just so happen to be best friends with my best friend's parents. Well, my best friend and her brother…

I blink and shake the thought of him away. That was months ago. I really needed to get over him… But it was hard.

Lucas McArthur had once been one of my best friends, and we'd even dated for a time. That was short-lived, though. He's kissed me (not something you'd usually end a relationship over, right?), but I'd later overheard his friends talking about how they dated him to kiss someone. That had to be me, right?

Whatever. I really needed to stop thinking about this. Plus, I could see Eden in the distance, so I could get my mind off of things by talking to her. She might not talk much, but I could spill whatever I wanted to her and she's just take it.

"Eden! Hey, how was class?" I asked breathlessly from running as I reached her, grinning.

(I'll introduce Sterling later…)

Back to stalk!

(Ah, that was perfect! Ugh, now I have to live up to those standards. Lol.
Also, let's do third person, shall we? Unless you're more comfortable with first. I can work with that.)

(I’m okay with any, honestly! Although I work better with first person, I’m good with third, too.
Also, yours is good, too!)

Back to stalk!

(Welcome! 🤣)

Lol thanks

Eden’s POV:

“Eden!” I halted in my tracks without turning around, knowing already who called my name. Ashley has a specific voice tone: it was sweet, and very different from the voice of many I’ve heard. It was easy to differentiate. “Hey, how was class?”
Ashley stopped next to me, grinning brightly, out of breath. I let out a small smile upon seeing my best friend.
Ashley was beautiful. Although she cared very little about her beauty, Ashley never failed to look anything less than beautiful. Her smile was captivating.
“It went as usual,” I answered nonchalantly with a shrug of my shoulders.
I wasn’t rude. At least, I like to think I’m not. I’m a quiet person by nature. I talk when I want to, I don’t when I don’t feel like it.
People often call me the Rebel, or the Queen. If you’d ask me, I’m neither of those. I’m someone who does what she wants to do. I’m not a rule breaker, but I am someone who goes beyond the boundaries. Perhaps that’s why they think of me as someone who can’t be tamed, like an animal. It was amusing. If you don’t know anything about someone, they’ll only end up in your danger list.
“She asked me for a favor again,” I told her. “It seems I’m busy over the weekend once again.”

Ashley’s POV:

I nodded, listening to what Eden was saying. She may not always seem like it, but she was truly kindhearted. Why else would she agree to help out a teacher over the weekend?

“All right. Cool! So, you ready to head home? I heard Mama Kenzie is making pancakes again!” I said, grinning. McKenzie McArthur made the best pancakes. She’s told me that she even convinced Hunter to like then, and he apparently didn’t like pancakes before that!

Eden's POV:

I smiled at Ashley. Whenever it was the weekends, she'd come for a sleepover. She did that often, especially after my brother, Lucas, left to pursue his dream to be a dancer. Before Lucas left, Ashley would drop by, claiming she was here for the pancakes. We all knew who she came for, anyway.
"Actually, I have something I need to do before I head home," I told Ashley carefully, knowing I couldn't mention my brother in front of her. "So mom won't make them until in the evening. She wants you to join us."
Lucas and Ashley both had a major crush on each other. Due to a misunderstanding, their relationship went down before it even started. If I have a say in it, I'd say both of them were being stupid. They refused to see each other, and Lucas even took the offer to learn overseas. I'd say he was running like he always did whenever things went wrong. I didn't find that surprising.

Ashley’s POV:

“Oh. Sure, yeah. What time should I come over?” I asked, mentally shaking away my confusion.

Eden rarely did anything after school, which was one of the reason I usually went over to her house. What could she be doing that I couldn’t come over?

Whatever. It’s not a big deal. I need to do my homework, anyway. A lot of stuff was piled on me for the end of the year.

We’re having an “End Of the Year” dance for the seniors, and I’m on the committee to help plan and set it up. I have to think of a theme and work in that… It can be hard work!

Eden's POV:

"Is six all right with you?" I tilted my head, furrowing my eyebrows. Usually, I would have invited her for a sleepover. I didn't want to today, not when I know who was coming over. It was bothersome, but I couldn't do anything about it. I couldn't not invite her, either. If they met, they might reconcile. My brother would step up his game and clear up the misunderstanding. I knew he wouldn't, but I was still hopeful. "Tell aunt Willow mom said to drop by tomorrow."

(…I’m not sure… Do you think I should soon?)

Ashley’s POV:

Was it just me, or did it seem like she was hiding something? She didn’t even invite me to spend the night, which might be even weirder than me not being able to come over right after school.

“Sure, six is good. And I’ll be sure to let her know,” I said, giving Eden a small smile. “Text me, ‘kay?”

(It's up to you!)

Eden's POV:

I smiled at Ashley, nodding in reply. Ashley was smart; she'd know something was up. Still, I bid her goodbye and made my way outside.
Although my parents were rich and we could afford whatever we wanted, I preferred to ride a simple car. Not too expensive, just comfortable. Mom was happy when I declined the offer to get a fast car like the one my dad suggested. It didn't sit well with the other rich people my family knew, but I didn't tend to care. It was one of the reasons my parents were proud of me.
"Well…" I murmured to myself as I made myself comfortable in my car. "Time to get Luke…"

Lucas's POV:

I knew only Eden was picking me up, but I couldn't help but feel nervous. It had been a while since I saw my little sister. She was scary, I'd have to say.
Unlike me, Eden didn't care about what people thought of her. She was smart and strong. She was someone who spoke her mind. I smiled thinking about her tough nature. I'm the older one, yet next to her, I feel like I'm the younger twin.
When I walked out of the airport, my eyes wandered to find my sister. She was leaning against a wall, earphones in her ears as if she didn't care. I grinned.
She looked up before I could make a move.
Eden looked like she didn't care, but she did. She was sweet and caring. The look she gave when she caught sight of me proved that.
"Luke," she murmured, pushing herself off of the wall, walking up to me and wrapping her arms around me. "How are you?"
"Thanks for coming for me," I said to instead, not pulling out of the hug. I could feel Eden rolling her eyes at me. The music from her earphones blasted loudly, making me roll my eyes. "I've told you many times to not listen with the volume that high. Why don't you ever listen?"
Eden didn't respond. She pulled out of the hug and gave me a blank look.
Soon, we were in front of our house. I felt nervous, having no clue why. It had been a long time since I visited. I wondered how they would react upon seeing me.
"They miss you," Eden murmured next to me. "Every day. They're proud of you, Luke."
I simply smiled in response.

(Aw… The twinsies!
Also, I have no idea how to work Sterling in here. Lol.)

Ashley’s POV:

I left soon after Eden did, heading to my car. It wasn’t something most of the people around here would drive, but I loved it. It was a maroon Jeep Wrangler with removable doors and hood, though I preferred to keep them on.

Hopping in, I stuck the keys in the ignition and started the vehicle. Music blasted from the speakers as soon as the car was on, and I grinned. This was one of my favorite songs: a cover of Tori Kelly’s Dear No One by Spencer Kane and Brooke. Reaching over, I turned up the already-loud music and sang along as I drove.

That was something Eden and I had in common: we loved our music loud, no matter what people told us. It was nice to just drown yourself in the words and the beat and the rhythm sometimes.

A few minutes, and about three and a half songs, later, I finally arrived home. After parking the Jeep in the driveway, I hopped out and grabbed my backpack, hefting it up onto my shoulder as I made my way inside.

“Hey, I’m home!” I called, knowing that my mom was here somewhere.

Her bright blonde hair appeared from around the corner, and she grinned at me. Everyone said that I looked like her, and honestly? I took that as a compliment! She was beautiful; no wonder dad fell for her.

“Ashley! I thought you’d be with Eden,” she greeted me, pulling me into a hug. She backed up a bit to kiss my forehead, and I smiled. Of course she assumed that, it was basically an unspoken plan every Friday.

“Yeah, I guess something came up, so she invited me over for dinner. Kenzie’s making pancakes,” I said with a grin, knowing how my mom loved her best friend’s specialty. “Oh, and she wants you to come over tomorrow.”

“Well, let her know I’ll be there, then, when you see her. Also, tell her she needs to text me! I swear, sometimes she acts like we don’t have cell phones!” Mama laughed, finally letting go of me. “There are granola bars if you’re hungry. Do you have homework today?”

“What do you think?” I teased, making my way over to the pantry. “Want to help me with the dance theme?”

“Of course! Who do you think I am, dearest daughter?” she teased right back. “You know I love helping with that kind of thing.”

“Ah, yes. How could I have forgotten, my wonderful mother?” I giggled.