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STATUS: Finding good lines from your older RPs and seeing your current writing ability shining through in its early stages is such a good feeling. 1 mo ago
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1 mo ago
Current Finding good lines from your older RPs and seeing your current writing ability shining through in its early stages is such a good feeling.
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3 yrs ago
I love when I feel motivated to write so much 😍🥰
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4 yrs ago
All my recent RP's are in PM's so if any of my old writing pals are checking out my page make sure to hit me up 'cause I'm still here!
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5 yrs ago
IM BAAAAAAACK!!!!!!
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6 yrs ago
I have this problem where I don't even remember what I'm typing seconds after I've typed the words? I literally always have to go back and read my own post afterwards to know what the hell's going on.
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Hey guys! I'm Aces Away, you can call me Ace or Aces!

I was a member of Roleplayerguild before that crash or whatever where all our stuff was erased. I've been RPing since I was like...I think about 13 or so. I'm 26 currently.

Most Recent Posts

In BHHS: Limitless → 3 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
TW: Drug use, verbal/parental abuse




In BHHS: Limitless → 3 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
TW: Drug use, verbal/parental abuse





In BHHS: Limitless → 6 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Timestamp: 7:15-7:25am
Decky, Sin, and Monarch
Feat. little Danny
TW mild drug mention


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“We’re gonna be late.”

“We ain’t gonna be late, calm your fuckin’ tits-”

“You’re the only one that cares if we’re late anyway-”

“I care!”

“...I stand corrected.”

The daily morning banter between the four teens on the two motorcycles rang through all of their headsets with minimal crackling and interference as they sped down the highway, filtering between cars and taking off like a shot as soon as there was empty road ahead. Monarch, who was vindicated in her worry by little Danny Boaz, gripped tighter around Sin’s middle in victory since the other girl couldn’t see her grin. When it came to the four transfers from Gravette, Oregon, if Danny put his foot down about something they very easily listened, so having him in your corner basically gave you a win in whatever argument was taking place. Decky sped up while grumbling incoherently into the headset, creating a gap between the two bikes, and Sin very easily picked up speed to catch up, the two of them once again weaving in and out of traffic like a synchronized dance.

They pulled off the freeway and up to a stoplight, the two operating the bikes taking the brief reprieve to shake out their hands and crack their fingers before the light turned green and they were off again, taking a right onto the main road to the school.

“Don’t forget I’m helping the Homecoming committee break down everything from the rally after school, so I won’t be meetin’ up with y’all,” Monarch reminded as they pulled into the parking spot they used for both bikes, waiting until Sin gave the nod to hop off of the back and remove her helmet. She quickly got to work unclasping and removing her ponytail wrap and letting her braids fall loose around her jacketed shoulders. Beneath the leather jacket that she removed next was her outfit for today’s theme, a lacy red mini tank with a sash tying it off at her waist above low rise black jeans. Not her usual style for school, but she was feeling a little extra playful today and her older sister Empress wouldn’t stop hyping her up after barging into her room this morning, so today it was less comfy cardigans and more what she tends to wear when going out.

Little Danny bounded over to her from where he’d just hopped off the back of his older brother’s bike, and with a soft smile she dutifully helped him undo his helmet clasp and took the protection off of him, tossing it it to Decky who had only just looked over. Monarch tousled Danny’s curls to help him bring back some of their volume after being crushed by the helmet while the older boy fumbled with the sudden object in his grasp before he finally got his grip on it, causing his friends and little brother to laugh at his plight. Decky locked their helmets onto his bike and then the Boaz brothers unzipped their jackets at the same time to reveal a matching colored collared button up for the older and a basic sweater over his button up for the younger, but Monarch had to at least give them credit for joining in on spirit week at all.

“I can stick behind if you need,” Sin offered the other girl, shaking out her own hair and grabbing Monarch’s helmet off of her. When they were also secured, Sin took her own jacket off to reveal that she’d leaned almost entirely towards the black end of the theme, with nothing but a bit of her red bra strap peeking out from under the plain black tank to show she was playing along. “I got nothin’ else to do today aside from homework.”

“If you're gonna wait around then you might as well help, Sin,” Monarch countered with her hands on her hips. “More hands make for less work.”

“Yeah, Sin,” Decky mocked. “Put that free time ta good use.”

“And why can't you help too?” Monarch asked, turning to him with a raised eyebrow. “You love demolishin’ things. Use your passion to help your school.”

“The fuck would I do that for? Destroyin’ shit and breakin’ down props for a school function are nowhere near the same thing and ya know it, don't try and guilt me,” the older boy responded immediately, rolling his eyes. Monarch liked to try every now and then to get her friends involved in the school, but now that they were seniors it's become more of a teasing point between them all than her thinking she could actually convince them. “I got work after school, and I got Danny ridin’ back with me anyway so it wouldn't make no damn sense for me ta stay.”

“Fine,” Monarch huffed good naturedly. “Have your logic and reasons.”

“I will, thanks.”

“So…am I stayin’ after or no?” Sin asked when they’d finished, still having not gotten a straight answer.

“Are you gonna help break down?”

“Are you gonna do my science homework for me to make up for the lost time?”

“No.”

“Then you’ve got your answer too baby girl,” Sin answered, throwing her arm around Monarch’s shoulders at the same time Decky took Danny under his own. “You can text me and I’ll come back for you, though," Monarch rolled her eyes and adjusted her glasses on her face, not surprised Sin would choose multiple trips over doing things for the school for free. "Anyway let’s go, I wanna smoke before homeroom and we’re quickly runnin’ outta time. Decky gimme a- hey!” She turned her gaze from the shorter girl to the boys, but they were already halfway across the parking lot with Decky’s middle finger raised high in response to her call. Danny was desperately trying to pull his older brother’s arm down and out of sight, but the younger boy was failing miserably while his brother continued to wave goodbye with a single fingered salute. “Jackass! I was gonna steal a blunt!”

“I know, that’s why I left!” Decky called back over his shoulder, finally dropping his arm while he and Danny made their way to the front of the school. While the girls were going to be heading to the back before homeroom, Decky’s focus was on getting his little brother to his homeroom first.

“I can walk myself if ya wanna go with ‘em, Decky,” Danny assured as they reached the front doors, head craning to follow the girls’ quick path towards the back before his view was cut off by the building. “Ya don’t really gotta protect me in the halls-” Decky pulled his little brother in closer to him seconds before the smaller boy was almost elbowed in the face by a taller kid throwing his backpack over his shoulder, and simply looked down at Danny with a raised eyebrow. “Well that wasn’t fair, I was distracted.”

“You’re always distracted, kiddo,” The older boy responded, ruffling his little brother’s hair with the same hand as the arm around his shoulder. Danny hadn’t mentioned anything about walking himself to class before, so Decky was curious as to the reason. “What’s this all the sudden? Are ya embarrassed that I walk ya ta class?”

“No! ‘Course not, it’s just that ya didn’t even get ta smoke or anythin’ this mornin’ an-”

“Hey, I’m fine,” Decky cut in, looking around at the faces they passed to make sure they were still in their own little bubbles. Decky’s habits were no secret in these halls, but he didn’t need the school’s eyes and ears latching on to anything his brother said and skewing it for the sake of the rumor mill. Compared to before they moved out to BH, Decky was practically sober. During school hours, at least…when it came to the harder shit, at least. Look. He was better, ok? “If I need ta chill I’ll just slide outta class for a minute. Don’t go worryin’ ‘bout shit like that, it ain’t your problem.”

“...Okay, sorry,” Danny responded as they came up to his homeroom.

“And stop apologizin’ for carin’,” He added with a soft smile at his little brother as he gave him a light shove towards the doorway. With a responding grin and an enthusiastic wave, little Danny disappeared inside and Decky turned on his heel to head to his own homeroom, already planning his first chance to slip out for as long as he could get away with.

In BHHS: Limitless → 14 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
TIMESTAMP: Immediately following Risky Business
The Morning Show Studio, School Media Wing
Introducing ⅔ of the Hosts of the Morning Show
Sullivan “Sully” Harper and Gavriel “Rye” Shomer



Standing at the refreshment table, stirring the disgusting amount of sugar Rye required into the boy’s coffee cup, Sully couldn’t help but wonder if he really was invisible sometimes or if Jamie and Trixie just thought they were exempt from being overheard by those around them. Even someone that simply floats through the day to day like himself knows that if you want to keep things a secret, don’t speak a word of it near the Media wing. He finished making Rye’s coffee and moved on to DJ’s, adding her one sugar and three cream- much more reasonable- wondering how long it would be before things got extremely tense in the Studio. Shaking his head, Sully pulled the bill of his hat down more and made his way to the side room with coffee for him and his fellow co-hosts balanced in his hands, a donut on top of the third cup for the poor Freshman that accidentally dumped the coffee all over Trixie.

When he entered the side room, Rye had the sobbing girl sitting in the desk chair and was cracking jokes at her in an attempt to calm her down, but the tears and whimpering continued. Despite his comforting hand on her shoulder and his lighthearted tone, the look in his eyes when he caught Sully’s screamed ’help me’, and all Sully could do was raise an eyebrow under his cap and stare back, the two only children stuck in a silent conversation. With a resigned sigh after a moment of intense quiet, the streamer set his cargo down on the table and walked over with the donut to crouch next to Rye’s position, in front of the crying Freshman. He pat her head lightly with one hand and when she looked up in confusion, he thrust the donut into her hands.

“I’m not a great comforter, here, it’s hard to cry when you’re eatin’ and these donuts are delicious,” He spoke up honestly, tousling her hair in approval when she hiccupped and took a small bite while Rye stared at him incredulously from where he was leaning against the side of the desk. How the boy crouched beside him was so socially detached while having enough people following him on the internet that the stream-team scooped him up as soon as he arrived, Rye will never know. He himself liked to switch up the way that he acted a bit depending on who he was around, but the stark difference in Sully minutes before the camera is on him versus the second that the on air sign lights up is still a bit mind-boggling even in their fourth year of work together.

The final warning was called through the door, meaning asses in seats in five minutes or you were benched and one of the other co-hosts had to adapt and take over your lines. The girl jumped at the assistant’s voice before looking at her two upperclassmen with teary eyes. Sully, who hadn’t taken his comforting hand off of the girl’s head yet, gave her a warm smile and a final assuring pat as he stood up from his crouch, his whole demeanor becoming warmer with the look. The girl blushed when Sully’s back was turned, the boy oblivious to it and now a bit tired by the interaction, searching for the coffee he’d set down earlier. He grabbed the cup and began chugging its contents as if he hadn’t abruptly exited the situation, and Rye once again found himself in charge of dealing with the girl who would surely be embarrassed if Sully turned around and saw her face now.

“Okay, hun, take a trip to the bathroom and splash some cold water on your face, it’s showtime in five and we need the skills of everyone in the crew,” he prompted with an enthusiastic clap and leading tilt of the head, giving her her opening to scurry out, which she took without hesitation. His attention turned back to Sully and he suppressed a sigh when he saw the other boy had finished chugging his cup of coffee and was staring forlornly at his empty cup. “If you drink mine or DJ’s you will face death.”

Sully pulled a face at Rye after glaring at the other two cups. “Nah, y’all take way too much shit in yours,” He countered, causing the curly haired boy to stutter his indignation. “Don’t argue, you’re lucky that I even make yours specifically with the heinous amounts of sugar you use.”

“Deej uses three creams how the hell is that too sweet.”

“And a sugar. All you need is a splash of cream.”

“You’re a monster.”

“I’m right.”

“Hey guys I’m not trying to be a dick here but-” The Sophomore assistant that had called out the final warning burst through the door, looking a bit frantic.

“Three minutes.” They answered in unison while turning to him with raised eyebrows, motions completely in sync after years of working and hanging out side by side.

“We’re comin’.” Sully assured, and the boy disappeared again, looking like the interaction took something precious from him. Rye made to follow the underclassman’s exit and in a split moment Sully acted on impulse, hand reaching out to grasp his wrist before he got any further. Rye turned to him in confusion.

“Sully, damn, buy me some dinner first,” He spoke up without hesitation, falling back to flirting to cover up his surprise at the initiated contact from the other boy. “At least some coffee and conversation-”

“This thing with AJ,” He cut the smaller boy off, letting his wrist drop and bringing his hands up to shift his hat around on his head and pick at the frayed brim. Rye’s mock flirtatious smile faltered and his eyes flashed to the door of the office, which had thankfully closed again behind the Sophomore. “You think it’s safe not to tell Jamie?”

“What? Why would we? None of us are dating,” Rye asked, looking at Sully like he’d grown a second head. “What the hell prompted this, dude?”

Sully found himself frowning in…frustration? Maybe disappointment, he was unsure. The feeling was already slipping away from him and they didn’t have any time for him to try and chase it, so he let it go with a deep breath and a short blink.

“It doesn’t matter, man, I just…like, none of you should be gettin’ hurt over somethin’ like that,” He struggled, unwilling to speak on anything he’d overheard and risk spreading gossip but also feeling a deep seated worry over the whole situation that he couldn’t quite explain. “Just be careful.”

“Hurt? Sulls, what the fuck?” Rye asked with a confused laugh, still worried his co-host was losing it but also starting to feel a bit of anxiety over the whole thing himself. Sully wasn’t the type to just bring shit up out of nowhere, especially about other people’s relationship dynamics. His fingers began to tap a rapid staccato against his thigh in a bid to rid himself of the sudden nervous energy. “No one is going to get hurt. We aren’t together, we’re just having a little fun, that’s not illegal. Why do I owe Jamie any sort of information about my sex life?”

Sully tilted his head, still frowning at the other boy, but before he could say anything else he saw Mr. Wells on the other side of the door, tapping his watch at them both.

“Shit. One minute, let’s go,” He said instead, already letting go of the conversation with no intention to ever return to it. He reached over to grab DJ’s coffee and hustled past a frozen and reeling Rye, out of the room and into his seat with forty five seconds to spare. He handed their co-host her coffee and watched as Rye slowly made his way into his seat with his own coffee cup partially crumpled in his grasp. They greeted DJ properly with ten seconds to spare and then they all settled with their sheets as the countdown began. There was no time for frowns or confusion now.

It was showtime.

In BHHS: Limitless → 17 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Possible Triggers are drug abuse, child abuse, loss of an older sibling, needles in a photo, hospitalizations, and parental homophobia and rejection, but nothing is gone too into depth in the sheets.






In BHHS: Limitless → 18 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
TW for mentions of parental homophobia and rejection


In BHHS: Limitless → 19 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Tigger warning for mentions of hospitalization in the extras, but I think that's it.

In BHHS: Limitless → 20 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In BHHS: Limitless → 25 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Possible Triggers are drugs, child abuse (although I don't think Decky actively mentions it) and loss of an older sibling but nothing is gone into depth in the sheets. If you don't like needles be aware there is one in Decky's aesthetic.





In BHHS: Limitless → 25 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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