forum that rp where we all start a gay farm commune and have friendshipses (open, for now at least.)

Started March 01, 2021 by Deleted user

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Death: You're not… scared?
Collectively laughs in Gen Z

Haha lol

I had the idea that there's one(1) Decent Family in town and this is their daughter, she pretty much adopted everyone on the farm lmao

Name: Raya Lee Mason
Age: 21
Gender/Pronouns: Female, she/her
Orientation: Lesbian
Appearance: Raya is about 5'10 and has wavy, dark hair, green eyes, and suntanned skin. You know how there are a bajillion Lesbian Aesthetics(TM)? Raya's ginormous closet has outfits for pretty much all of them, and she can pull any one of them off(though when she's working, it's usually something denim and a tee-shirt/tank top).
Personality: Raya tries to be the supportive parent that she wishes these other kids had, but sometimes her ideas aren't exactly the best. Fortunately, she knows how to cover her own and her friends' tracks(thanks, moonshining parents!) should things get… illegal. She can and will fistfight any Karens that come knocking on the door wanting to start shit, and sort of lacks a filter at this point.
Hobbies: Dancing, playing the guitar, singing, watching YouTube, making things with her hands, hunting/fishing, playing video games, reading fanfiction
What they do on the farm: Supplying the booze making jams/jellies/other canned or jarred goods, helps with the garden and horses, tends to the cows, chops wood
Other: Raya came from {insert town name} and is pretty much the Local Lesbian. She was fortunate enough to have supportive parents who even let her transition(her deadname is Evan if y'all want it for ~plot reasons~). The town is still ✨very homophobic✨ towards her and her family, but her parents and uncle kind of make the best moonshine in town, so they don't talk too much shit when they're around. She did 4H before coming out and wishes she could help with the program but knows that any involvement on her end would pretty much kill it. She's got a close circle of online friends and two rabbits named Ravio and Bubblegum and a horse named Bastard.

A horse named Bastard, I love it.

When the colt bites you, you name it what you damn well please

I love her entire character-

I present my own self insert
Name: Sam Grey
Age: 18
Gender/Pronouns: what the fuck is gender, they/them
Orientation: Bisexual. Sort of. Not huge fan of men, but is occasionally attracted to one
Appearance: Short purple fluffy hair, decently pale skin, blue eyes, occasionally donning broken glasses, though they usually wear contacts, generally can be found in boots of some sort, jeans and a flannel or ratty sweatshirt, will sometimes put on makeup but they find it exhausting so they usually pass on it, very small, will probably blow away at the slightest breeze
Personality: Sam has zero chill, strong opinions on things no one should have opinions on (salt shaker belongs on the end of the table closest to the door, they will die on this hill for no particular reason), and a hatred of cleaning. They are low-key a little lazy, but will do anything to avoid feeling rejected or like people don't like them. Knows too much about true crime (pre-existing cases, not contributing to them. But don't test them). Either obnoxiously loud or completely shut down, almost no in-between. They try to act tough but when it comes down to it, they're a wimp
Hobbies: Cooking, baking, making an entire box of instant mac and cheese to see how much they can eat in a single sitting, playing flute, drawing
What they do on the farm: Cooks meals, helps out with the horses and garden when they can
Other: Will steal your cat, has two of their own. They can never keep track of the names so they range anywhere from Phillip to Casserole. Despises birds with every fiber of their being

Someone: Okay you get to choose one aesthetic–
Raya: All of them
Someone: nO THAT'S NOT HOW THIS WORKS–
Raya, gathering everything into her arms: Back the fuck off

AHH I LOVE THEM!!! So, I think Max still needs to post but then we can begin!

Yay!

A close enough pic of Adrien uwu

Moderately okay picrew of Sam

Luna!

Name: Tyler Sanchez
Age: 18
Gender/Pronouns: cis woman she/her
Orientation: bi
Appearance: she has tawny skin that’s marred with freckles and she stands at about 5’5. She’s fairly muscled from doing a lot of heavy lifting but still has a relatively slim build. She has dark brown eyes that are usually wide with excitement, especially when working on a project. She’s taken to impulsively dying her hair at ungodly hours so the color can vary on about a weekly basis at this point but at the moment it’s bleach blonde. Her hair style is also a victim of being changed in the wee hours of the morning but at the moment has a pixie with an undercut. She also has a septum piercing and a few piercings in her ear. Her aesthetic is really all over the place but most of the time it’s just overalls and a big carhart jacket.
Personality: very peppy and loud, she’s always good for a laugh. If there’s anything dark and tortured about her, she certainly doesn’t let anyone know about it. She would most likely be the trouble maker of the group. Basically the funny friend.
Hobbies: she’s always messing around with something, anything to keep her hands busy really. She’s that friend that has a bunch of hidden hobbies.
What they do on the farm: Tyler is the mechanic, she’s managed to fix just about anything that needs it and enjoys tinkering with stuff.
Other: has diagnosed ADHD. She has a ferret named Slink and a balled python named Ziggy

((I HAVE CREATED HER IM SO SORRY I GOT CALLED AWAY TO DO OTHER STUFF. _{also I’m worried I accidentally made her into a stereotype))}

I love her! She is not a stereotype at all, that's honestly how I act half the time. Also, ferrets! Neat! I've always wanted one of those little rats.

I love her!

So, shall we begin?

Sounds good!

Yep!

Cecil was standing by the door, sipping something that probably wasn't alcohol but probably wasn't anything legitimately edible either, and stepped down. Lassie was busy chasing the rooster, and he chuckled at the sight. Roosters were assholes, and this one in particular sort of deserved it. Had nearly pecked him to death for Cecil trying to feed the idiot, but it couldn't be helped sometimes. The rooster was always a dick. Like his older brother, who'd sent him a letter begging for him to "come back to her real home" and "come back to God", which Cecil got a laugh out of. If his brother was using she/her pronouns now, that would have been fine, but he kind of assumed, and rightfully so, that he was being misgendered. Lassie chasing the rooster was funnier than that, but his mind was bothered by the letter even if his heart wasn't, at least visibly. Did his brother really want him back? He'd see.

He went to go find Slink to give the little guy some cuddles and kisses, he adored the ferret almost as much as he adored Lassie and he was considering getting Slink a friend at some point in another ferret from a local owner who was going to be moving in two weeks and couldn't handle her anymore. He knew ferrets were social as anything, at least Slink was, and the little baby would probably benefit from a like-minded pal. Also, he still had to figure out a breakfast idea before the sun completely rose that wasn't his own recipe for pancakes that, while it was beloved, was probably not something you wanted forever. He'd do waffles then, it was only tweaking the pancake measurements ever so slightly and they would think it creative enough to pass, hopefully. He'd add strawberries and whipped cream on shortcake on the side then, but that probably would have made a better breakfast so he modified his plans to strawberry shortcake.

"Away to me, Lassie!" he called before he stepped fully inside, and the energetic little pup obeyed immediately, running straight to the door but slowing as she entered the house. "Good girl, now go wait by your spot, okay?" he said. Her spot was, in any given context, either her crate or her food dish but usually he meant food dish as they did not always have to go places. She obediently waited there, and Cecil quickly fed her before moving on to start cooking breakfast for his friends.

Name: Dr Malcom Practice
Age: 26
Gender/Pronouns: He/They, odd relationship with gender mate
Orientation: Gay
Appearance: Malcom has sandy blond hair that often falls over his eyes before he pushes it back (It's in a constant state of hat hair because he wears his hats all the time). Speaking of his eyes, they're both brown, though his right eye is blind and is a bit of a different shape due to scarring on his face. The scarring is on mostly the right side of his face, he had a run in with some fireworks when he was a kid.
Personality: Mal is one chaotic bastard, he always has some sort of alcohol on him but does have some manners. He's a momma's boy which is very obvious by the care packages that end up on their doorstep every other month.
Hobbies: Horse riding, brewing his own moonshine, etc. Very country boy things.
What they do on the farm: Doctor :D
Other: Himbo, tho technically very smart-

(He's my dnd character but I love him so much)