Hiya! Are you bored and have an idea for a o/o that never took off?
I am here for you!
I have no ideas and I am bored outta my mind!
You got ideas, I got characters and the time!
Mature? That’s cool!
Fluff? Cool too!
I’ll take anything, I’m s o bored!
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HERE I AM
THAT DESCRIBES ME
HeLLO
hI tHERE
I HAS IDEAS
AND AM BORED OUT OF MY MIND HOW ART THOU?
I am GOOD, gonna go to bed in like a BIT BUT I HAVE NO LIFE LIKE ON WEEKENDS OR AFTERNOONS AND I NEED H E L P TO NOT BE BORED
same here
But saaaaaammmeeeeee I’ll pull it up tomorrooooowwww
Sounds gooooooood!
jK HERE IT IS
it’s not a shipping one, though we could pull some in…
This is kinda like my RP with little smol Jace, if any of you remember my desperate attempts to get that started. But! A few people dropped it because it became too stressful. So! I decided! That I would do a normal adoption. The catch? It’s a teenage boy, with yes, schizophrenia. He (but no one except him knows) was sexually abused as a toddler and tween. These actions were figured out by thr CPS and they stripped him from the home, into a local orphanage. He was cared for rather well, but he was never liked by visiting couples because of his frightened exposition of women (it’s just how he is, bro). So I’d like this to be a nice Mother or Father-Son RP. NOT A SHIPPING RP!
I dunno I just kinda want an orphan-new parent story because I find it so adorable and fluffy.
I am highkey such a dad so…we could do this
Fluffffff
Yaaaaaa
I love this idea, but my previous RP with it died, so…
Well I shall try my very best to not let this die, we’ll start first thing (and by that I mean around eleven or something) tomorrow
Wonderful. I live in EST so what time would that be for me?
It would be around noon for you
Okay. I won’t respond right away (like I am now) since I’m in a class that doesn’t enable me to be on my IPad. My lunch period is around 12, though. So I prolly won’t miss you.
Cool, I have lunch in the hour of eleven and then I get out of school at 1:50 so I should be able to be responding semi quickly
Oof. I get out of school around 3:30, but I’ll be doing stuff tonight. Oof
Oooof
I can definitely get on tomorrow, tho
Ok! That’ll be fine!
^D^ Okay! See ya at 12!
Hello hello
Heyaaaa
My lunch is over but I’ll be back in thirty minutes.
Ok! :)
Hi! Sorry about the wait!
No prob! Should we start right away?
Yep! If you're alright with that?
Yup that’s great!
Alright lemmie grab the starttttt….
“He” woke up that morning, gazing idly up at the ceiling. He sat up slowly, his tall, skinny body aching all over. Like the aches he got literally all the time. He sighed at his legs, which were hanging over the bed. No wonder I’m aching, He thought for the umpteenth time, I’m growing out of my bed.
A little bell rang, signaling for breakfast. He rose, stretched out his shoulders, then skulked out of his room. Next to his nameplate, was a little stickynote, Good luck in Vistor’s Hour, Met! I know you’ll do very well!
Met sighed and grabbed the note off of the nameplate, then shoved it into his sweatpant’s pocket. He doubted he’d do well. Who needed a sixteen year old orphan?
Oliver rolled out of bed, he realized he was running late and he panicked. Today was the day he was going to visit the adoption center, and he needed to make a good impression. As a single person trying to adopt they’d look for any reason to not let him adopt, and him not showing up on time would be the perfect reason to deny him. He gets dressed in less than ten minutes and runs downstairs to his car. He starts his car and drives to the center as fast as he can. Pulling up and jumping out of the car he runs inside and tries to straighten out his wrinkled clothes.
Met glanced over at the crowded cafeteria room. Kids of all ages cheered and screamed. This reminded him of the general goodness he got from them. They had nicknamed Met ‘The Friendly Giant’ because of his looming height of 6’3. He always let them hold his giant, skinny, pale hands if they were feeling sad or lonely. He let them brush his messy, knotted hair if they were bored. He was one of the oldest kids at the orphanage, for a good reason. No older adults ever liked him.
Oliver checked in with the front desk, “yes…I’m here to survey the kids and try to adopt one..I set up an appointment about a month ago” he hears the screaming and noise from the cafeteria all the way in the front
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