forum Honestly I have No Clue What I want To Do But I Have A Character I Want To Use
Started by @CWPoofToxicRush
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Also I'm going to make my character tomorrow since I have to go to bed but you can post your character first if you want

@CWPoofToxicRush

Name: Jack Smith
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy
Looks: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/78/ee/69/78ee6902e53a739d1df93fc2e8d2d939.jpg?b=t with green eyes
Personality: Loud, sarcastic, rebellious, looks like he can and will kick your ass, but is actually a sweetheart that wants to curl up against someone and take a nap, needs a hug, actually pretty insecure.
Other: Has a cat (In pic) named Mercury, loves dystopian novels, plays guitar, currently works as a barista at the local coffee shop

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Name : Quince Waterfield
Age : 21
Sexuality Bisexual
Gender : Male
Looks : Dirty blond, messy hair with purple tips, pale skin, frail, thin, 5'4, sea green eyes, white and mauve hoodie, light blue jeans, white vans with a lilac design.
Personality: Quiet, shy, extremely loyal, artistic, very kind and supportive, selfless, gets scared easily, compassionate, forgiving, and not judgemental, overly loyal, easily manipulated
Other : Likes being outside and romance

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(ty I love your guy as well. Also you can put up a starter if you want and I'll respond tomorrow. Bye!)

@CWPoofToxicRush

((Sweet dreams!))

Jack sat on the counter, quietly nursing a cup of coffee. He had the later shift today, thank God. Frankly, he hadn't slept at all, watching movies all night instead when he couldn't sleep. "Uhg, kill me." He muttered, taking a long pull from the mug. His blue hair was still a mess of bedhead from his attempts earlier in the night, what would become a mohawk later falling against his face for the time being, and his green eyes blinked blearily at his roommate. "Mornin', Quince."

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Quince yawned and nodded, walking to the counter, he rubbed his eyes tiredly and grinned, "Hey Jack! How're you this morning?" Quince ran a hand through his messy hair and leaned against the counter, "I don't want to go to work todayyy…". He realized that he said the same thing every day but he couldn't help hating being a waiter.

@CWPoofToxicRush

Jack shook his head slightly, passing his roommate the coffee pot. "I feel ya. Didn't sleep a wink last night." He said, shrugging slightly. "But goddamn, don't you have the morning shift?" He asked, finger tapping against his mug. "Because that's some bad luck."

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“I do…” he yawned and put his head on the counter, “I have work in half an hour…” Quince poured himself some coffee and drank it quickly before stretching walking back down the hall to get ready. When he next emerged from his room, his hair was neatly combed and he had his entire uniform on. A black long sleeve button up with the sleeves rolled up, black pants, black shoes, and a white apron tied around his waist. He worked at very fancy restaurant.

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"Least ya look good while doing it…" He mumbled softly, still perched on the counter, except a bit stuck seeing as Mercury decided to sit on his lap. "Ya sure you don't wanna call in sick? He asked, looking up from petting the creature holding him hostage. "Get some extra rest?"

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Quince tugged st his sleeves and sighed, “I wish, but we just got a new menu out and there’s over 200 reservations for today.” He glanced at the clock, “I’d best be going! Bye, Jack! And Mercury!” He waved and smiled, then walked out the front door, closing it behind him.