forum A One on One for my new character (OPEN)

Started August 29, 2018 by @SaltyLasagna

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So I made a new character, he's pansexual and really flirty and highkey sexual as fuck. The problem is I've never written a character that's like this at all, usually, my characters are pretty tame, so I figured RPing with him would be interesting.
As for the plot of this, I don't really have anything in mind so I'm open to ideas

(lol okay, here's a template then. let me know if he makes you too uncomfortable though)
Name:
Age:
Sexuality:
Gender:
Preferred Pronouns:
Personality:
Outfit:
Appearance:
Brief Backstory (optional):
Other (optional):

(oki den)
Name: Mikhail Dean
Age: 22
Sexuality: Gay child
Gender: Male
Preferred Pronouns: He/Him
Personality: Mikhail is sweet and fairly quiet, often times enjoying a comfortable silence a lot more than ongoing chats. He’s awkward around new people at first, but after trusting them, he tends to open up very quickly, often times finding himself uncomfortable when he’s not telling the full truth or being himself. Mikhail, around people he knows and decides to like, can be brutally honest (though sprinkles in some warm words and tries his hardest to make it up if he hurts anyone) and can come off as loud, until he’s put in an uncomfortable situation. He suffers from anxiety and won’t voice his opinions loudly, but with time, he grows the courage to speak up about his thoughts. While he appears to be calm and collected in stressful situations, his mind is often battling with itself, and anxiety is not an uncommon feeling for Mikhail. He’s a quick thinker, but tends to second guess his decisions over and over again, and when he’s in a terribly pressured spot, his facade of stability chips away as his mental state deteriorates. Mikhail despises the idea of being harsh or rude to others, and he tries his hardest to sympathise and be empathetic when he’s talking to others; but when someone somehow uses up all of his patience, he snaps and causes a big (and to be frank, an embarrassing) scene, his thoughts becoming irrational and taking many things (especially criticism) much farther out of proportion that what it truly is. Even with his kind-hearted nature, Mikhail can hold grudges for years - don’t test it. He tries his hardest to be graceful but ends up a bumbling mess in sticky situations. Mikhail also hates the smell of fire, but doesn’t know why his anxiety triggers at it and where the trigger stems from. Even at the slightest whiff of smoke or a lit match can lead to him starting to shake almost uncontrollably, as if he had a fever.
Outfit: Anything comfortable
Appearance:
Height: 5’6ft
Eye Color: A light, icy cerulean. The outer edges of his irises are a darker shade, bordering towards violet which gradually fades into the blue as the color moves closer towards his pupil. His eyes are a rounder shape, though they evidently hold the weight of tiredness due to the amounts of exhaustion that often overcome him.
Hair Color: His hair is cut short and curly, with a part on his left side. His hair often falls into his right eye causing him to brush it out of the way or behind his ears. The hues of his short locks are an unnatural platinum silver, with underlying tones of cool blue.
General Features: Freckles dot Mikhail’s dark olive slender face, and his body has a fairly slim, lanky build. His left ear is a little bit nicked at the top from an accident during Kindergarten, and he often has bruises or small cuts from stupid mistakes he makes. Mikhail has an old burn scar, faded and light, on his upper thigh to around his hip area on his right side. (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/427615350125887499/431586547998130178/mikhail_1.png)
Brief Backstory: You'll see
Other: He's ambidextrous and I'm terrible at making characters

(Is he okay?)

Name: James Murphy
Age: 23
Sexuality: Pansexual
Gender: Male
Preferred Pronouns: He/him
Personality: flirty, very sexual, a little bit condescending, confident, it might not seem like it but he has self-control, is actually really sweet when he's not trying to get laid, gentle and kind
Outfit: Depends on where he's at. In public on a regular day, he'll usually be in a regular tshirt/hoodie and jeans, maybe a muscle shirt if it's hot. When he's at work (at a club) he'll most likely be in men's lingerie, or in something extremely revealing.
Appearance: Average height, defined muscles, sharp jawline, narrow almond shaped eyes, fluffy champagne blonde hair, has freckles but he usually discreetly covers them with makeup, high cheekbones, dark blue eyes, lightly tanned skin
Brief Backstory (optional): I don't have one yet
Other (optional): Works at a night club as an… exotic dancer, when he's not working, you can usually find him at a bar or at the park with his dog

(yeah sure, here goes nothing)
James adjusted the straps on his chest, looking over at the stairs that let to the stage. He was doing another show tonight, his eighth one this week. He loved his job with a passion, but this was starting to get exhausting. He just wanted to get home and cuddle with his dog, Frosty. Think of the extra money you'll get, he told himself as he made his way toward the stairs. As he got closer to the stage, he could feel the heavy bass from the music in his bones, making his teeth vibrate. He took a deep breath, smiled and walked up on the stage, the cheers from the crowd matching the volume of the music.

Mikhail was in the back of the club, quietly drinking his drink, while his friend was talking to some people. His friend had forced him to come here so he could have some 'fun.' He hated this and was trying to think of ways to leave without his friend seeing him leave.

(idkkk I can make an attempt)
James made his way to the front, mindlessly walking himself through the choreography he had been doing for the past week. His body moved fluidly as he spun around the pole up front. He had a seductive smile, winking at the people in the front row every once in a while, his eyes lingering on a silver haired man sitting quietly in a group of people. James almost stumbled. Was he new? Usually the people in the front row are regulars, and he had never seen this man before.

Mikhail glanced at the stage to see what was going on and quickly looked away, almost instantly regretting it. Where did he bring me? I thought this was just a bar….? Should I leave? but then he might make me come again. Ughhhhh, let's just get this over with. He thought while taking another sip of his drink, looking everywhere but stage as he moved his hair out of his face.
(my thought process would have just been, Please kill me, I want to die, why am I doing this? I'm going to murder my friend tomorrow, or should do it today? I could have been sitting inside my house and happily roleplaying with my internet friends but nooooo, I needed to have more 'fun' according to my friend.)

(lmaooo I would've been 100% enjoying myself but that's just me)
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man looking off into the distance, eyes going everywhere but the stage. Now James was smiling. Oh, he's definitely new, he thought to himself, discreetly making his way toward the front of the stage to be closer to the front row. He was more determined than ever to put on a great show, now.

Mikhail kept eyeing the crowd, wondering where his friend had disappeared. He was starting to not like the place as he quietly sipped his drink, he just wanted to go home and read a book while listening to music or talk to his friends, he usually the type of person that only talked when necessary unlike some of his friends who loved talking for some reason that Mikhail doesn't know about.