forum We Were Like Gods (o/o) (Closed, stalkers welcome) (Mature)
Started by @Vuclan-is-tired
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@Vuclan-is-tired

So… I need an angsty rp, because a) I'm in the mood, and b) reading the Song of Achilles literally ripped my heart out. SO! I wanna do an rp loosely based around the story. I can give a summary if needed!


Rules:

  • I am better at writing LGBT+ relationships, it's just easier for me? So this will probably be gay.
  • If smut becomes a thing, it will be moved to pm. Let me know at the beginning of the rp if you're okay with this or if you want to skip it.
  • This will be bloody, gory, there will be mentions of sensitive topics so please for the love of god tell me what your triggers are. I don't want to hurt anyone.
  • If I am not familiar with your style of roleplaying, or it has been a while, I will ask for an rp style.
  • Please no one liners, I'm not a huge fan of them. I understand if you're tired, or not up to it. Your replies can be short but please don't make it a habit.
  • Don't be a dick, I think this should be self-explanatory.
  • Have somewhat decent grammar? Okay? Okay.
  • If you have an idea, let me know! Chances are, I'll want to hear it!
  • I would prefer this not to die, so maybe be active? I'm not very active myself, so maybe like once a day or something?
  • Loosely based off of Greek myth!

I'll post my character when someone shows interest?

@Vuclan-is-tired

Of course! Basically, one is a demigod, fated to become a well known hero. However, their fate is considered sealed because of a prophecy. The other is an outcast, coming to the demigods side as a servant at first. However they come closer, going on adventures, training to become warriors. There is, of course, angst and feelings because why not. But yeah! You're more than welcome to be either role.

@tungsten fastfood

Oh my god I actually love it! That's also a great RP idea! I'd love to be the servant because I have a problem with servant-master RPs.
I have no suggestions right now but I have a good charrie idea :D

@Vuclan-is-tired

“Don't touch me!”
Full Name: Ambrose Icarus Leonidas
Nicknames/Aliases: Son of Zeus (Trust me, this will add angst later on, especially relating to Hera)
Age: 22
Gender/Pronouns: Cis-gendered Male, he/him/they/them
Sexuality: Pansexual
“The ocean more home than the land I walk upon.”
Appearance: Skin as dark as chestnut from how long he is under the sun, wandering the beaches along his village. Dark brown hair, curly and out of control. Wide blue eyes, with flecks of gold. Beautiful features, as if he's been carved by the gods. He's lean with muscle from often running along the beach, and always seems to be bouncing with energy. He has an upright posture, always ready to leap into action.
Height: 5'10
Other markings: (Scars, birthmarks, etc): Has a few scars along his body from rough and tumbles.
“I will fight with all my heart and soul.”
Personality: Ambrose is energetic and bright, quick and more than willing to help those in need. He's selfless, and would offer the clothes off his back to those who need it. He's stubborn and defiant, he has a temperament and will bite back if provoked. He works hard, and has the heart of a lion. He will do anything to protect those around him. He's very smart, sarcastic, witty, and quick on his feet. Do not underestimate him.
Likes: The ocean, his little sister, music, reading, learning, freedom, the sunlight, carving, dancing, sweet things, taking walks in nature, sailing
Dislikes: Bitter foods, being lied to, not being able to explore, spiders, messy spaces
"The sea cures all ailments of men.”
History: His mother was a queen who had been tricked by the gods. She suffered underneath Hera's wrath, and was struck ill, however the child wasn't harmed. Ambrose was born a demigod, and raised with a prophecy warning that Hera's wrath had not been eased. Despite his father being Zeus (which he has no idea about), he has gotten along well with the sea. It is rumored that Poseidon had been eyeing his mother.
“The sea does not like to be restrained.”
Trivia:
He's skilled with a bow and arrows.
“I will always fight back."
Theme songs:
Blood//Water - King Kavalier Remix
Bang! - AJR
natural - Imagine Dragons
Unstoppable - The Score
“I will not rest until I understand who I am.”

@tungsten fastfood

Name: Constantine Adamose
Age: 21
Sex/uality: He/they, raging bisexual
Height: 5'7
Weight: 138
Hair: Dark curly hair, so long it covers his forehead and neck
Eyes: Light brown eyes and shy hooded eyes
Complexion and skin tone: Has the typical Greek complexion, of course. Strong hooked nose, broad eyebrows with a strong jawline. Because of his scrawnier stature his cheekbones jut out a good bit, with slimmer cheeks. He has tanned, dark skin, that of a servant and someone who is used to working in the sun.
Character's body build: Midweight, but built in the upper arms. Can carry twice his weight over his head (also probably considered a twink but let's not talk about that).
General personality/stereotypes: Not afraid to stand up for himself. That one loud guy at the bar is probably the best to describe him, so one can assume that he had to have obedience struck into him. He has a huge problem with respecting authority figures, yet has a hard time laying down his personal boundaries, which has resulted in quite a few people walking all over him. Overall, he's good at cleaning, good with kids, and helps friends and family as much as possible. Would sacrifice his life for the betterment of his friends.

I'll flesh him out more as the RP goes on, but is he alright?

@Vuclan-is-tired

Ambrose was quiet for the most part, as usual, he was wandering along the beach a fig in hand as he walked. Whenever he was considered missing, it was quite easy to find him. He was always by the beach. He was immersed in thought, a small frown on his lips as he tossed the fig up and down. The prophecy hung heavy over his head. Only he, his mother, and the gods knew of the prophecy, the warning signs, however it was known among his kingdom that he was supposed to become a powerful warrior. At the moment, as he looked over the vast sea, he felt so incredibly small. He settled on a rock as the waves lapped at his ankles.

@tungsten fastfood

Constantine sighed as he set down his heavy load of clothing that was freshly cleaned. His hooded eyes surveyed the area he was in, looking around the Greek beachside before going in the house again. He loved the beach, but doing laundry close to the beach and sand was as exhausting as one could expect. Sand always got into the garments.
Constantine’s eyes suddenly picked up a shadow on the beach lounging on their property, which was a little far off, but still unrecognizable. The servant wove his way down to the beach, wondering who was there, and wasn’t able to tell who was there until he got into earshot.
“Who is— oh, I’m sorry, sir.” It was his master Ambrose, standing in thought, and Constantine was not able to make him out due to the sun.