"Nobody asks a tall girl to dance."
I have a lesbian baby that I love to no end and I really want to mess around with her.
I have simple rules:
yeets in through a window I'll pay for that.
May I?
Yes you may!
do you have a template or should I do my own
I have a template, don't worry! It'll take a minute though.
Full name: Charlotte Maria Grey
Nicknames: Charlie
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Birthday/Zodiac: January 11th/ Capricorn
Appearance: Charlie has dark grey blue eyes that are up turned and heavily lashed, paled skin, and she has a light spray of freckles that she hides with makeup. She has really short blonde hair that's cut into a neat pixie cut. She's a hourglass figure, but is very well muscled and defined since she spends most of her free time at the gym. She is very lean, and very tall, about 6'3 in height. Her ears are pierced all along the arch and she has a tattoo of a Chinese dragon on her back
Usual Attire: Charlie wears t-shirts with band logos, a leather jacket and black jeans with combat boots. She wears black, fingerless driving gloves, along with her mothers dog tags.
Personality: She has a very tough exterior and doesn't seem to let up about it. But in reality, she's very soft hearted around children and animals. She's kind towards you if you give her respect, and she's well behaved, more left brain then right.
Species: She's a dragon halfbreed kind of thing.
Likes: She loves animals and children, along with fighting, training and exercising. She's a health freak in a way.
Dislikes: Homophobes, animal abusers, seeing people hurt, emotions (she doesn't know how to handle them."
Other: She has never danced, never been invited to dance and people misunderstand her. Boys are intimidated by her and girls think she's downright scary, so she's only got her older brother who ran off with his fiancé. So she's very lonely, relying on her dogs and cats for company. Her father isn't very social with her since their mother died. She's fluent in four languages.
Full name:
Nicknames:
Gender:
Age:
Birthday/Zodiac:
Appearance:
Usual Attire:
Personality:
Species:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Other:
Okay, I use my baby Riverpaw ALL the time, but I never really have the chance to "interact" with the gay aspect of her, so, against my better judgment and knowing that I have like two other girls I can use, I'm gonna use Riverpaw.
Sounds good!
Full name: Riverpaw Wolfe
Nicknames: River, Puppy, bullies may call her Runt or Little Red
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Birthday/Zodiac: September 1st/Virgo
Appearance: She has lightly tanned skin, back-length brown hair that's mint green at the ends, and the faint rings around her emerald green eyes turn red if she gets angry enough, sometimes turning the whole of her irises red. She's 5'0, with a rather small frame, and a bit pudgy in the legs. She has a lot going on in her life and doesn't have the time or care to worry about her figure - she just is what she is, she supposes. She doesn't look very strong, but she's quite fast and could actually flip someone over her shoulder if she needed to.
Usual Attire: She is almost always wearing her favorite jacket, which is green with a lighter green dog pawprint on the back. Underneath is a plain colored shirt, usually blue, green, or red, with blue jeans and sneakers. She always wears the red crystal necklace that her mother gave her.
Personality: Riverpaw is quiet and shy, especially in social settings, and is apprehensive of new people and places. She doesn't trust people very easily, and might not even talk to you if she isn't with someone she already trusts. Once she does open up, though, she's very loyal and maybe even a little clingy. She has an innate ability to feel the energy around her and see a person's "aura", so she can almost always tell if something is amiss.
Species: Wolf Shifter
Likes: Gentle rain, nature, animals, helping where she can, being close to loved ones
Dislikes: Thunder, lightning, bullies or rude behavior, swearing, being touched randomly (specifically on her right side)
Other: She knows her way around medical supplies quite well and is learning more natural healing methods. She has a close connection with her big sister and is often chasing boys away from her because of some trust problems. She can dance rather well, but only ever does in private or with her best friend. She honestly probably trusts her animal friends more than people, but she's working on that.
I love her! If you could bump her age up just a little bit, that would be wonderful, and yes, she may be a wolf shifter. Magical creatures actually do creep around in the world for this.
Gotcha.
Alright!
Diddly did it
Alright, would you like me to place a starter?
Ye!
Charlotte otherwise known as "Charlie" stood quietly as those around her danced. It was the homecoming dance, and she could not be more miserable. People were talking and laughing as they got drinks or danced. Her father made her go, since it was her senior year. She looked sad, standing there alone. She wished she were at home, watching tv and relaxing. This was not her idea of fun.
Riverpaw made a whiny sound, her stomach filling with butterflies as two of her best friends pulled her towards the auditorium doors. She had tried everything to get herself out of coming to the dance, but she knew it was too late the second she showed her sister the flyer. Oh well; at least her friends were going too. Marcus and Neil opened the doors, and Danielle nearly tackled her the second she saw them enter.
"Hey! Look at you, Puppy, you look so nice!" The bunny-eared girl clapped her hands together excitedly, speaking over the music. Riverpaw only shrugged. "Hey, look." Danielle put her hands on the girl's shoulders. "Just be chill. I'm right here with you, okay?"
Riverpaw smiled and nodded. "Okay."
"Okay! Marcus and Neil, drinks, please. Let's go find a table."
Charlie sighed and threw her cup away after gulping down the water. It was pointless to dance. There wouldn't be anyone to ask her anyways. Everyone was scared of her. She walked out of the gym and out into the court yard, where she sat down on a bench. She sighed and rested her head in her hands. Maybe she should just go home. Her dad wouldn't know. He was gone on a business trip. She looked up at the stars, her eyes making out the constellations.
The first few minutes in were pretty nice, if Riverpaw was being honest with herself. Mostly because she hadn't had to interact with anyone yet, though. Marcus and Neil had gone off somewhere, while Danielle had sung the "Sitting in A Tree" song at them before they disappeared into the crowd. Then it was just her and Danielle, who Riverpaw had convinced to go and have fun as she had intended.
Riverpaw had leaned over. "Um, do you wanna go…d-do stuff?" Danielle looked up. "I thought you wanted to stay away from the crowd?" She asked, and Riverpaw had shrugged. "I do. You can…you can go without me."
"Dude, no, I said I'd stay with you."
"I-it's okay, really! I'll be fine, I guess, I mean…you came here to have fun, n-not babysit me. Go, please."
Then Danielle hugged her, thanked her, and jumped up and away from the table.
Riverpaw sighed, standing up and sneaking out to the courtyard. Less people, less noise, less stress. Good.
Charlie looked up when she heard someone coming and quickly tucked her mothers dogs tags away before looking up. She nodded towards the other before looking back towards the ground, her mind wandering to her mother. She missed her mom a lot. She sighed softly and looked back towards the stars and settled on the bench quietly, not sure why she was even bothering with staying. The dance would be going on for a few hours. She looked down and shook her head.
Riverpaw tried not to look at the girl on the bench. She didn't want to assume or be rude, but she'd only ever gotten trouble from people that looked so…intimidating. Still, though, she felt a low energy coming from that girl. She's upset. About what wasn't her business, but…
She glanced around, then walked over and gently tapped her shoulder.
Charlie looked up when she felt someone tap on her shoulder. She looked up and smiled a little. "Ah, sorry. Is this your seat?" She asks quietly, looking up. She stood at her towering height of 6'3 and brushed her hair from her face. "I was just about to leave anyways. Parties aren't my thing." She chuckled quietly, looking a little sad. She looked at the party before brushing off her dress. "Enjoy the dance." Charlie said with a forced smile. Her Russian accent was soft, barely noticeable.
Oh my. Riverpaw gulped, then shook her head. "Ah, n-no, I-I um…you looked sad, s-so I…I was wondering…" Her voice trailed off, her gaze going to the ground as she hugged her arms and felt the familiar start of itching in them. "Um…p-parties aren't my thing..either."
Charlie smiled a little. She was used to people looking at her in fear now. She was used to it. "Ah. Thank you for being concerned, Myshka. I will be alright." Charlie mutters quietly. "It has just been a rough couple of months is all." She sat back down, leaving room for the female talking to her. "Do you want to sit down?" She asks, patting the seat beside her.