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Hello to all. I am Henry, and I have returned.


It's been a while, but I came back in hopes of keeping my creative juices going. Yes I am a roleplayer as well (A bit rusty though...if I was ever any good at it to begin with).


The following are of my hobbies:
  • Gaming/Collecting
  • Writing/Roleplaying
  • Music/Compsoing
  • Movies/Television/Youtube
  • Occasional Jogging and exercising (I do my best to work out)
  • Work/School


Feel free to hit me up with anything like concerns and such, if you have an rp idea and want help, or if I pose a question and can get some feedback or help myself. Either way, I'll be available as much as possilbe.


PSN:Divine_Int

My occasional free time is also playing video games, so if you want to talk and game with me, add me on my Playstation account


Discord:DivineIntervention93

For anyone who wants to chat while we do an rp or discuss progression, I'm available on Discord as well





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Morning had arose when Roland had woke from a somewhat rough sleep, due to the fact that he offered to sleep on the couch instead of his own bed. But of course he wasn’t going to be selfish about it either because he knew of what troubles had been happening with Avery, so he wanted her to at least get one good night of sleep before she had gone back to all of the nightmares that had awaited her. As Roland began to get up, he noticed as he looked over to the side that Steven was there just watching him without moving, and to Roland, it was purely creepy and disturbing. “So, how was all that tossing and turning for ya?” asked Steven, seeing it was funny to him that Roland appeared to have a rough night of sleep.

“It wasn’t the best I’ll admit,” replied Roland, “But I’ve had worse. What time is it?” Roland had hoped that because of the little bit of sleep that he had that it wasn’t going to affect the proper time he had to get ready and head to school, so hopefully Steven would be honest with him. “It’s 7:29.” replied Steven, looking over at the clock in the kitchen so that he could tell the exact time to Roland as he continued speaking.

“And from the looks of it, you’ve only got……oh wait……now only thirty minutes to get to school.” Roland’s eyes had became big in surprise, and without hesitating or saying anything, he rushed into his room and began to get himself ready for school as quickly as possible while Steven stood with his arms crossed, laughing due to amusement.

After a few minutes, and a big rush, Roland and Steven had arrived at school just in time to begin their first class. As the both of them walked into the classroom together and took their seats, Roland had looked around the room to spot that certain someone again, seeing that everyone else was inside and ready to begin the day, but unfortunately, and shockingly, she wasn’t there. As the teacher had walked in and class started to begin, Roland began to think to himself that something wasn’t right. Avery wasn’t in school, usually it being the only time of day where she could get away from her destructive father, so something had to have came up. What might have happened he didn’t know, but he knew for certain that something was wrong, and he knew that he had to find someway to find her and find out.
After introducing Avery to his messy room, and grabbing for his things before he went back into the main room to sleep for the night, he watched as Avery had covered herself up with the sheets that had laid on the bed. Seeing that she had gotten in without question surprised Roland for a minute, thinking that she was going to argue him and keep at it because of herself thinking of being nothing more than a burden or aggravation. When she attempted to lay down, she had placed the covers over her body, head and all, for some apparent reason, but Roland was too tired to ask why. Assuming that she was settled in, he proceeded back to his bedroom door so that he could get some sleep himself. Before he had left, Avery had told him goodnight, so he decided to do the same.

“Goodnight Avery,” said Roland, “Sweet dreams.” As he left the room, he had turned out the light in his bedroom and gently closed the door, leaving it a tad open just in case if something was to go wrong. Once he did so, and made progress back to the sofa, he laid down on it trying to comfortable himself. He adjusted the pillow right behind his head, pulled the old sheet from the closet over his body, and was ready to turn in for the night. But before he could, he had realized something.

When the thought hit him that he forgot to write in his journal for the night, he quickly picked it up from the side of the sofa and opened it up to begin writing.

Roland’s evening summary, Wednesday

What seemed like a nice day turned out to be a surprising one as well, making it more of, well, something else.

I had brought that girl here, Avery, into the house. TO SPEND THE NIGHT. HERE! All of it is relatively new to me, considering I’ve never had a girl spend the night at a place I’m staying at myself, but everything seemed to work out just fine. Well, after a couple of stints here and there. But I also found out something else about her.

I didn’t know how to react about it, her telling me about the abuse she takes from her father, but then again I don’t really what to do either. I’ve never known anyone with an abusive parents before, but all I know is that it answers most of my questions about her. Hopefully though, I can figure something out to help, by any means necessary.

I have to do something. I have no choice in the matter because I’m not going to sit around and do nothing, not after everything that has happened.


Once he became finished, he closed his journal, sitting it next to the sofa on the floor, and tried to become comfortable. Afterwards, his eyes slowly shut and he began to sleep.
Roland stood in his room, awaiting for Avery to come in there so that he could get her situated. Once she had gotten up to go in there, she had looked at him stating that she would be fine sleeping on the sofa and saying how she would feel like a burden taking his bed. Roland heavily sighed because of the neglect from offering his room to her, and followed up with a reply. “You’re not going to be a burden.” He looked around his room for a minute to notice how messy it was, knowing that he never really had a chance to even think about cleaning it, he didn’t like the way it looked as it wasn’t very presentable for Avery.

“Hehe,” said Roland awkwardly, seeing as he was somewhat embarrassed for having a messy room. “Sorry about the way my room is. I need to clean it I know.” He then straightened himself up so that he could explain the arrangement. “Anyway, I’m going to let you use my sheets and the rest of my pillows on the mattress, and if you need anymore I’ll just go steal Steven’s.”

He then went over to the side of his bed to show her what was on the small cabinet drawer next to it. “Right here is my alarm clock, just in case you need it to, you know, get up a little early and stuff.” Once he explained everything to her, he then reached for the drawer on the cabinet and opened it up to grab his journal so that he could write in it before he fell asleep.
Roland knew that he had to keep himself awake due to two things. One being that he would be very rude, and two being that he had to write in his journal about his day, before he could even go to sleep. After bringing up about his journal, Avery had brought up about her sketchbook, saying that usually when she is alone that she likes to draw things. It seemed that they had somewhat of similarity, but somewhat of a difference as well, yet they were still in the same category for their privacy. Roland smiled when he heard about Avery’s hobby of drawing, yet even though he did, his eyes began to fade away into a weary state.

Once Avery had noticed how tired he was, she stated to him that he needed to get some rest, whilst also mentioning that would volunteer to sleep on the couch. Roland already knew that even though she had the stubbornness for not accepting offers, she had no choice on this one and he knew that the only place she would sleep is in his bed. Besides, he didn’t mind sleeping on the couch, that and there is no guest room in the house. Before he could say anything, Avery got up off the couch to go into the kitchen to get something to drink, but Roland couldn’t keep focus on her due to the fact he was trying to keep his eyes open. Everything had started to turn blurry to him as he began to fall asleep right where he was.

Just then, Avery came back asking for a pillow and blanket to sleep with, and it got Roland’s attention as he widened his eyes to answer her question. “Yeah……just…uhh….give me a minute and I’ll show you to my room.” He rubbed his eyes as he kept awake enough to get everything situated on the sleeping arrangements, and made his way off of the couch and headed towards his room. Once there, he went into his closet and grabbed his old blanket that was cleaned and folded, and then proceeded to grab an extra pillow off of his bed so he would be more comfortable when he slept on the couch. After doing so, he went back into the main room to get Avery’s attention.

“Alright Avery, come here.”
What of the PrisonerxHero? Seems different to me so I'd like to try it and help maybe come up with something.
Roland had wanted to keep awake due to the fact that he had company, but since they really didn’t have nothing to discuss besides her family issues, he kept feeling tired and more weary with every second that had passed. As he tried to maintain an awake state of mind, he listened as Avery had commented to what he said about her not needing to work around the place because she does enough at her own home, with her saying that it just felt weird to her and it was very unusual to not do anything until she falls asleep. When she had said that, it made Roland feel more tired, but he still made a reply back to her whilst trying to keep wide open instead of thoroughly tired from a little bit of work. “Normally I ain’t like this. (yawns..) But just that little bit of work could do something like this to me, gosh.”

Roland couldn’t think of anything to say really, but he did know that he wasn’t very active and knew that it was bad for him not to be, but that’s from not having responsibilities because of only being a long staying guest in someone else’s home. As he was trying to keep his eyes open, he looked over to Avery to notice that she had pulled out a big sketchbook and a writing utensil. From his assumption, she was about to draw something, or someone for that matter, but he didn’t really feel like being nosy about it. Instead, Roland just kept quiet and let her go ahead to do what she wanted while he turned back to the front of him, trying to stay awake and hoping that he wouldn’t fall asleep. Afterwards, Avery had popped a question to him, asking as to what he does for his free time.

“Hmm?” Roland turned his attention back to her to notice that she was trying to start conversation with him, so he wiped his eyes to stay awake and attempted to answer her question. “Well…..usually, me and Steven are hanging out a lot around here, unless he goes out to do something himself, then I’m just stuck here trying to find something to do to pass the time by.” Roland knew that he didn’t have much to go on because nothing exciting happens to him anymore, but he knew that he did have a particular hobby of interest that had become more of a routine for him over the years. “Though when I am by myself, I do like write down things, you know, like how my day was and stuff and everything else.”
As Roland was seated, feeling very weary just from a little bit of work, he heard Avery asking on how he was tired and followed up by telling him how she did more in her chores than he could voluntarily. Once she had sat down after he invited her to take a seat, he replied. “Yeah, well…..I usually don’t do this stuff myself.” He tried to relax himself whilst having conversation with Avery, but not too much, otherwise he would eventually fall asleep and make himself to be very rude. He didn’t want to leave her out in the open while he sleeps through her whole visit and wake up to find out that she might leave as well, so he kept himself awake and leaned up properly with his back straight while he rubbed his eyes as he tried to keep awake.

Afterwards, she had also stated that she wasn’t tired herself and that she usually does chores like cleaning all the time due to all the housework that her father makes her do around their house and more. Roland chuckled a little and then replied, “I have offered to help out around here, but usually they never let me. It isn’t no hassle really, it needed to be done, that’s all. Besides, you are a guest here and you shouldn’t be cleaning or anything. You deserve a break from all of it.”
Roland was relieved that Avery didn’t do anything crazy during the time she took a bath, but instead she did very creative with her hair when was finished. After she had thanked him, and once Roland had noticed it and said something to her about her hair, she replied by saying how she practiced on her hair by cutting it instead of letting a hair stylist do it, and he was really impressed. As she was fixing her hair, she asked him if it had looked nice. “Well uh…..y-yeah,” said Roland as he became a little nervous when he was trying to compliment Avery on her look. “Y-you look……beautiful.”

After he made a compliment, Roland began to feel very tiresome from all of the cleaning that he had done earlier. He wasn’t really used to doing house work or chores because Steven’s parents never give him anything to do, although he didn’t argue it. “Man…,” said Roland in a tiresome voice, (yawns) “I’m beat.” He proceeded onto the sofa to take a seat due to his tiredness, and decided to invite Avery to sit with him as he spoke to her. “Come sit with me and we’ll discuss some stuff….or something….I don’t know.”
After Roland had handed her the pajamas and scissors, she took them from him and said thanks to him while she took off to the bathroom to clean up. When she did, he noticed that when she had said it to him, she had a little smile that had showed up on her face, something he had witnessed for the first time although it wasn’t much. Once she closed the door and locked it, he said to himself, “Well…..that’s a start,” referring to the expression that Avery had shown him. Once she was in there, Roland began to clean up by grabbing the dishes that were on the main room table and took them into the kitchen for cleaning. He made way towards the sink and began to place all the dishes that was inside the sink into the dishwasher so that they could become clean while he tried to tidy up the rest of the kitchen.

He grabbed the nearest broom in the laundry room and began to sweep the kitchen floor while awaiting for Avery to get finished in the bathroom with her bath. He was a little worried from giving her those pair of scissors because of what she would probably do to herself whilst he was cleaning, hoping that she wouldn’t slit her wrists or cut herself only to bleed to death and die in the bathroom. The fact of it just had him bothered, but he kept cleaning in hopes that she wouldn’t do something ridiculous or deadly. Once he swept the floor and cleaned everything up in the kitchen, he left to go on into the main room next to fix it up as well. He walked over to the corner of the room to grab the vacuum cleaner so that he could clean the floor up with it.

After about an hour, he was done with the cleaning and went into the kitchen to grab himself something to drink, then all of a sudden heard someone calling his name. Once he heard the female voice hit his hearing, he sighed in relief to hear that it was Avery’s voice and headed straight back into the main room to find her. Once he spotted her, he spoke up. “I’m here, how was the showe-" Stopping for a minute in conversation, Roland began to notice the work that Avery had done on her hair and was amused with what she had done.

More or less, he was especially glad that she didn’t use the scissors for a suicidal act, and began to ask about her hair, noting that it looked a lot nicer because it was clean. “Wow, I mean your hair, you did all that by yourself? ”
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