You are a student going to a boarding school after your parents, rich and famous and who don't have the time to deal with you, send you away there to learn and study. The place is old, very old, and it looks like it hasn't been renovated in decades. The uniforms are strict, very British-schoolchild, and the library is covered in dust safe for the occasional books you see pulled off shelves and returned like a ghost moved them. You never see whoever it is that does read these books, strange old tomes written in dead languages, or code, or something else you couldn't begin to understand. One night, you spot a student walking out of the boy's dormitory and into the woods, and you decide to follow them…
This is going to be either a friends-at-first-sight RP or bitter rivals to sarcastic lovers RP, either one, or maybe a combination of both. Anyways, have fun with this, I have no rules besides no smut allowed, for this RP at least, and don't be an ass.
(hi! this sounds fun. . .)
So, do you want to join or stalk? I'm assuming join but idk you do you.
join, if that's alright with you
Cool, and absolutely okay! So, shall I pull up a template or should we discuss plot?
plot first, then template, please
Okay, so, what do you want in this in terms of plot? How should this go, do you think? I have plenty of ideas, unless you have some of your own? My main one is that they've never seen each other before, but now they're seeing each other everywhere and really getting on each other's nerves for one reason or another, hence rivals to friends/lovers. Also, maybe your chara keeps following mine into the woods because they're just so curious.
(chara=character btw, if i use that that's what I mean.)
I like the main one a lot, angst is my favorite.
Neat! Let's go with that then! I'll pull up a template.
Name:
Age:
Gender/Pronouns:
Orientation:
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:
Name: Orion Minerva Regent
Age: 18
Gender/Pronouns: genderflux, they/them is good, but they like when they're asked for their specific pronouns for that day.
Orientation: panromantic, greysexual
Appearance: dark curly hair cut short, dangly drop-earrings with amethyst stones, wears hoodies or leather jackets with dark blue, grey, or black jeans. curvy body, which they hate, hence the hoodies and jackets 24/7, and doc martens with silver ribbon laces. playing card tattoo on their right-hand pointer finger (it's the ace of clubs for no particular reason)
Personality: is angered easily, but won't show it unless provoked to an extreme extent, every word that comes out of their mouth is sarcastic and biting. loves dry humor and wit. Self-deprecating and has low-self esteem, which makes them very prone to depressive episodes and things of that nature.
Other: loves cats with a burning passion
Name: Sylvester "Sylvie" Guinevere
Age: 16
Gender/Pronouns: Nonbinary, but not out to anyone so everyone just uses he/him with them but they do, indeed, use they pronouns.
Orientation: Bisexual
Appearance: Tall, lean, and androgynous, with long black hair that comes down to their waist and usually falls in their face and eyes. Striking icy blue eyes and alabaster skin, pale under the light of the moon and almost ethereal. They have two diamond-square shaped tattoos, on each palm, though nobody knows what they're for.
Personality: A bit depressing and mysterious, Sylvie is the least talkative person you'll find-that is, until they open up to you. When they do, they'll be your best friend or your snarkiest mortal enemy ever, no in-between. They find it easier to talk to plants and animals really, they're kinda a goth Disney princess.
Other: Idk.
I love Orion! Coincidentally, that is also my name! Neat!
fr? that's my chosen name!
Oh, poggers! I chose Orion because stars, why did you choose Orion?
same, actually
are we the same person
Yes. Except you, I assume, are some sort of nonbinary whereas my gender, while transed, is very boring and binary. I am a man, unfortunately. Lmao.
Neato, you get all the genders! I'm truly jealous.
pfft
ninety percent of the time i get no gender
i mean that is also valid.
Cool! I'll pull it up in a second!
Sylvie snuck out of the dormitory, weaving through windows and hallways and broken fence gates like it was nothing. They wandered into the woods, rain pouring down on them and making their clothes heavy and damp. Still, they persisted, if only out of boredom and not wanting to be trapped in that stupid school anymore. They walked through the trees, staring up, until they reached their spot-a circle of stones, somehow completely dry and very, very warm. They did not step inside, instead they simply sat under a tree watching and waiting.
Orion watched out his window as the person ventured into the woods. He turned the page in his book and kept reading, flashlight wedged between his teeth. He could feel a headache coming on and knew he should go to sleep, but the overwhelming urge to follow the person consumed him. He got up, pulled on his jacket, and crept silently out of the dorm, less agile than his pursuit.
They sat, waiting. Still, nothing was happening, so they took out a book and began to chant the lines written inside of it. The circle seemed to get warmer by a degree or two, but still nothing came of it. Sylvie was about to give up when they heard branches cracking and leaves crunching; someone was coming.
Orion watched, enthralled as they chanted. He froze when he stepped on a stick that cracked under his foot and said rather loudly, "SHIT."
