Craving THREE ideas. Images are in order of idea. (So Edward has the greenish hair, Alex is the shy looking boy in school uniform, Lily is the female.)
1)
Looking for:
Writer to play a single parent to my newest character. (Apologies for the small biography included.)
Name: Edward Carter
Age: 13
The only child of the Carters, when Harry was first born, he seemed to be quite "normal", if not a little smaller then average, although it wasn't anything to be concerned about. But, as time progressed, he seemed a little "slow", and didn't develop as quickly as he should have done. At the age of 4, he still hadn't been properly weaned off his bottle for drinks, though he'd eat solid food if he was fed it. He hadn't spoken a single word, nor had he been toilet trained.
At the age of 5, he was diagnosed with a high-level of Autism, as well as a developmental delay, which had prevented him from progressing at the rate in which he should have done.
Now 13 years old, he is still reliant on the constant love, care and attention of his only parent. Unable to speak, he has to communicate through sounds and gestures.
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Laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to various machines and face pale, Edward was in a state of unconsciousness, induced by the drugs being pumped through his body to keep him from feeling too much pain or discomfort. He was in an awful way, fever burning up like a fire burning wood, enveloping his whole body in a fever pitch. His face was drawn and pale, his black hair a stark contrast to the color of his skin, almost unrealistically so. His arms were covered in small nicks and bruises where needles had been placed into his body, in an attempt to find a vein and give him the medications he needed.
Opening his eyes, he looked groggily around the room he was placed in, feeling frightened and alone, unable to work out what had happened, why he was there, or where (Y/C) was. He’d collapsed earlier that morning in a frightful fit, spasming, writhing and twitching on the ground, eyes in the back of his head. The fever had overcome him, and he’d not been discovered untill 5 minutes afterwards, when his babysitter had discovered him, laying on the floor, lips blue, bleeding from a head wound and choking on his own vomit when she was supposed to be looking after him, while (Y/C) was out of the house.
(NOT INCEST. 2 LINE MINIMUM.)
2)
Name: Alexander Harrison
Age:18
Standing at roughly 5'6" tall, thin and frail, Alex comes across as a very shy kinda guy, and that's because he is. Clumsy and accident-prone, he's often getting into mishaps, usually at the worst possible times. As such, he can often be seen wearing band-aids, bandages, or even with his arm in a cast! The timid sort, he's not willing to really stand up for himself, so is probably TOO willing to allow others to use him for their own fun. He has, on occasion, defended himself, though not for too long, nor against many people. (Read: One.) He can take teasing as long as he knows it's in good humour.
Underneath the shy, clumsy and awkward exterior is a very sweet and loving young man, with a heart of gold and a quite strong romantic streak. However, he is also prone to taking negative comments to heart, as well as often blaming himself for his friend's problems. Despite this, if you show him an amount of love and affection, he will be the same to you.
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I am looking to use Alex in either a SHY boy x Best friend, Shy boy x Bad or Shy x Risktaker.
A possible opener:
"Alex wanted to give you these, but he broke his wrist last night, so he's not come in today." The tall, brunette male leant against the lockers, holding out a bunch of roses, a box of candies and a card to (Y/C), smiling at the young woman. "A shame really, considering the dance is tonight." Pushing his glasses up his nose, Joe smiled softly. "He really does like you, you know. He's just way to shy to come up to you. I know it might seem creepy, but I assure you, it isn't his intention."
Pausing, he smiled again. "Alex is a sweet kid. It's just that, with his speech problems an' all, he finds it hard to make friends and communicate with people." He added, knowing full well it wasn't really needed.
Grabbing a pen, he scribbled something down on her hand. "Look, here's his address. Go and see him, yeah? God knows he could do with being cheered up." And with that, Joe left, raising a hand in his farewell.
The card Alex had sent was simple, a dark pink colour with "Happy Valentine's!" across the front in a silver colour, an image of two teddy bears hugging beneath the text. Written inside, in Alex's neat, soft cursive was;
'Hey..
I'm sorry I sent Joe with these, but please ignore that? I would have brought them myself if I could. Believe me, it'd have seemed a lot better... But anyway, let's not dwell on that.
I was going to ask you to the dance, but that plan might not work too well... But, I just wanted to tell you that you are an amazingly beautiful young woman, and that, if you ever would consider it, and you don't have to... Would I be able to take you out for dinner one night?
...Happy Valentines. I hope you like the flowers and candies!
-Alex'
3)
Limping up the driveway towards his home, Liam wiped away the tears from his face, ensuring no more blood remained under or around his mouth in the process. Pretty sure he'd gotten it all, he opened the front door, intending on heading upstairs for a little while before dinner.
He'd been set upon by a pair of classmates on his way home from school, in an attempt to "get rid of the gay!", as they put it. He knew he looked a mess, shirt torn and splattered with mud and his own blood, a tooth knocked out. His nose had been bleeding, and his glasses broken, leaving a cut in his nose. It hurt to put too much weight on his ankle, and he was almost positive he'd dislocated it...but he couldn't face up to (Y/C), feeling too ashamed to do so.
Earlier that day hadn't gone too well either, with Liam making a fool of himself in front of his class..
/"Being born into the wrong body can be one of the worst things a person may ever have to face. Physically or emotionally. The struggle to accept yourself, and thereafter to be accepted by others.
The hate faced by others towards you, just because you want to be who you truly are within. The comments, the spiteful behaviour, the kicks. The punches.
Who you feel you are. Who you have the right to be. You all get to have that human right. But I don't. Because wanting to be a woman? That's "wrong" in your eyes. "Disgusting", "Evil"..."
Shaking with emotion, Liam's tear-filled eyes had run back over the words on the paper in his hands as the words passed his lips, hoping that someone... /Anyone/ would take the words he spoke and think again about the actions they undertook. The words they spoke. But he doubted it.
"You deserved it. I'm glad it happened to you!" A voice, deep and rough, had broken through Liam's speech, drawing attention to the newest speaker. "Freaks like you deserve it! Too bad you weren't killed!"
A few cheers had greeted this acclimation, mingling with a few "Yeah!"s or "FREAK!"
With that, Liam had ran from the classroom as fast as he could, looking to hide underneath the bleachers, where it was quiet. The rain had continued to thunder down upon him, drenching him, but he no longer cared./
Now, dripping wet, bloody and badly hurt, he had to resist bursting into tears and attracting the attention of (Y/C), wanting to find the correct words before he told them what had gone on that day.
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(LF: Literate writer to play a Single Mother/Father to 15 year old Liam, whom is facing up to gender-identity issues. Lily is an ONLY child.
NO INCEST. The parent can be biological or foster.
If not a parent, then an OLDER sibling could be used instead. NO YOUNGER SIBLINGS.
Name: Liam
Age: 15
S/O: Gay
Liam is the shy and quiet sort of chap, much preferring to be in the background and not intervene in things going on around them.
He absolutely adores (Your character) and happily spends hours in just their company, cuddling, talking and having fun.
Dreadfully frightened of thunderstorms, he doesn't really like to be left alone during them, and will usually remain wide awake and terrified when alone, not able to sleep through the noise or the sudden bright lights.
Liam no longer identifies as male within the home environment, much preferring to be his Lily persona. He feels happy as her, though has only ever done it once in public, with the result being ridicule and a further crashing blow to her already low self-esteem.
Pretty basic, but 'eh.
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LITERATE WRITERS ONLY. PARA TO MULTI PARA. CHARACTERS CAN BE ADAPTED INTO OTHER PLOTS. PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE BLOODY POST. I AM SICK OF PEOPLE IGNORING WHAT I ASK FOR.
Edward, for example, is either an only child or the youngest sibling. Not suddenly surrounded by siblings and a baby sister/brother. NO INCEST.
Edward:
Alex:
Lily:
1)
Looking for:
Writer to play a single parent to my newest character. (Apologies for the small biography included.)
Name: Edward Carter
Age: 13
The only child of the Carters, when Harry was first born, he seemed to be quite "normal", if not a little smaller then average, although it wasn't anything to be concerned about. But, as time progressed, he seemed a little "slow", and didn't develop as quickly as he should have done. At the age of 4, he still hadn't been properly weaned off his bottle for drinks, though he'd eat solid food if he was fed it. He hadn't spoken a single word, nor had he been toilet trained.
At the age of 5, he was diagnosed with a high-level of Autism, as well as a developmental delay, which had prevented him from progressing at the rate in which he should have done.
Now 13 years old, he is still reliant on the constant love, care and attention of his only parent. Unable to speak, he has to communicate through sounds and gestures.
------
Laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to various machines and face pale, Edward was in a state of unconsciousness, induced by the drugs being pumped through his body to keep him from feeling too much pain or discomfort. He was in an awful way, fever burning up like a fire burning wood, enveloping his whole body in a fever pitch. His face was drawn and pale, his black hair a stark contrast to the color of his skin, almost unrealistically so. His arms were covered in small nicks and bruises where needles had been placed into his body, in an attempt to find a vein and give him the medications he needed.
Opening his eyes, he looked groggily around the room he was placed in, feeling frightened and alone, unable to work out what had happened, why he was there, or where (Y/C) was. He’d collapsed earlier that morning in a frightful fit, spasming, writhing and twitching on the ground, eyes in the back of his head. The fever had overcome him, and he’d not been discovered untill 5 minutes afterwards, when his babysitter had discovered him, laying on the floor, lips blue, bleeding from a head wound and choking on his own vomit when she was supposed to be looking after him, while (Y/C) was out of the house.
(NOT INCEST. 2 LINE MINIMUM.)
2)
Name: Alexander Harrison
Age:18
Standing at roughly 5'6" tall, thin and frail, Alex comes across as a very shy kinda guy, and that's because he is. Clumsy and accident-prone, he's often getting into mishaps, usually at the worst possible times. As such, he can often be seen wearing band-aids, bandages, or even with his arm in a cast! The timid sort, he's not willing to really stand up for himself, so is probably TOO willing to allow others to use him for their own fun. He has, on occasion, defended himself, though not for too long, nor against many people. (Read: One.) He can take teasing as long as he knows it's in good humour.
Underneath the shy, clumsy and awkward exterior is a very sweet and loving young man, with a heart of gold and a quite strong romantic streak. However, he is also prone to taking negative comments to heart, as well as often blaming himself for his friend's problems. Despite this, if you show him an amount of love and affection, he will be the same to you.
---
I am looking to use Alex in either a SHY boy x Best friend, Shy boy x Bad or Shy x Risktaker.
A possible opener:
"Alex wanted to give you these, but he broke his wrist last night, so he's not come in today." The tall, brunette male leant against the lockers, holding out a bunch of roses, a box of candies and a card to (Y/C), smiling at the young woman. "A shame really, considering the dance is tonight." Pushing his glasses up his nose, Joe smiled softly. "He really does like you, you know. He's just way to shy to come up to you. I know it might seem creepy, but I assure you, it isn't his intention."
Pausing, he smiled again. "Alex is a sweet kid. It's just that, with his speech problems an' all, he finds it hard to make friends and communicate with people." He added, knowing full well it wasn't really needed.
Grabbing a pen, he scribbled something down on her hand. "Look, here's his address. Go and see him, yeah? God knows he could do with being cheered up." And with that, Joe left, raising a hand in his farewell.
The card Alex had sent was simple, a dark pink colour with "Happy Valentine's!" across the front in a silver colour, an image of two teddy bears hugging beneath the text. Written inside, in Alex's neat, soft cursive was;
'Hey..
I'm sorry I sent Joe with these, but please ignore that? I would have brought them myself if I could. Believe me, it'd have seemed a lot better... But anyway, let's not dwell on that.
I was going to ask you to the dance, but that plan might not work too well... But, I just wanted to tell you that you are an amazingly beautiful young woman, and that, if you ever would consider it, and you don't have to... Would I be able to take you out for dinner one night?
...Happy Valentines. I hope you like the flowers and candies!
-Alex'
3)
Limping up the driveway towards his home, Liam wiped away the tears from his face, ensuring no more blood remained under or around his mouth in the process. Pretty sure he'd gotten it all, he opened the front door, intending on heading upstairs for a little while before dinner.
He'd been set upon by a pair of classmates on his way home from school, in an attempt to "get rid of the gay!", as they put it. He knew he looked a mess, shirt torn and splattered with mud and his own blood, a tooth knocked out. His nose had been bleeding, and his glasses broken, leaving a cut in his nose. It hurt to put too much weight on his ankle, and he was almost positive he'd dislocated it...but he couldn't face up to (Y/C), feeling too ashamed to do so.
Earlier that day hadn't gone too well either, with Liam making a fool of himself in front of his class..
/"Being born into the wrong body can be one of the worst things a person may ever have to face. Physically or emotionally. The struggle to accept yourself, and thereafter to be accepted by others.
The hate faced by others towards you, just because you want to be who you truly are within. The comments, the spiteful behaviour, the kicks. The punches.
Who you feel you are. Who you have the right to be. You all get to have that human right. But I don't. Because wanting to be a woman? That's "wrong" in your eyes. "Disgusting", "Evil"..."
Shaking with emotion, Liam's tear-filled eyes had run back over the words on the paper in his hands as the words passed his lips, hoping that someone... /Anyone/ would take the words he spoke and think again about the actions they undertook. The words they spoke. But he doubted it.
"You deserved it. I'm glad it happened to you!" A voice, deep and rough, had broken through Liam's speech, drawing attention to the newest speaker. "Freaks like you deserve it! Too bad you weren't killed!"
A few cheers had greeted this acclimation, mingling with a few "Yeah!"s or "FREAK!"
With that, Liam had ran from the classroom as fast as he could, looking to hide underneath the bleachers, where it was quiet. The rain had continued to thunder down upon him, drenching him, but he no longer cared./
Now, dripping wet, bloody and badly hurt, he had to resist bursting into tears and attracting the attention of (Y/C), wanting to find the correct words before he told them what had gone on that day.
___
(LF: Literate writer to play a Single Mother/Father to 15 year old Liam, whom is facing up to gender-identity issues. Lily is an ONLY child.
NO INCEST. The parent can be biological or foster.
If not a parent, then an OLDER sibling could be used instead. NO YOUNGER SIBLINGS.
Name: Liam
Age: 15
S/O: Gay
Liam is the shy and quiet sort of chap, much preferring to be in the background and not intervene in things going on around them.
He absolutely adores (Your character) and happily spends hours in just their company, cuddling, talking and having fun.
Dreadfully frightened of thunderstorms, he doesn't really like to be left alone during them, and will usually remain wide awake and terrified when alone, not able to sleep through the noise or the sudden bright lights.
Liam no longer identifies as male within the home environment, much preferring to be his Lily persona. He feels happy as her, though has only ever done it once in public, with the result being ridicule and a further crashing blow to her already low self-esteem.
Pretty basic, but 'eh.
____
LITERATE WRITERS ONLY. PARA TO MULTI PARA. CHARACTERS CAN BE ADAPTED INTO OTHER PLOTS. PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE BLOODY POST. I AM SICK OF PEOPLE IGNORING WHAT I ASK FOR.
Edward, for example, is either an only child or the youngest sibling. Not suddenly surrounded by siblings and a baby sister/brother. NO INCEST.
Edward:
Alex:
Lily: