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hey hey im ryan or jeremy!
im nearly 16 (birthday is 9/7), i really like stuff like water and plants, im a wiccin/paganist whos trying to be a vegetarian, and a sociology/psychology student!
my gender is really complicated so i identify as a (trans/demi)boy for simplicity sake, and my sexuality is asexual and idekanymore-romantic, but i think im grey-aro, idk
im nearly 16 (birthday is 9/7), i really like stuff like water and plants, im a wiccin/paganist whos trying to be a vegetarian, and a sociology/psychology student!
my gender is really complicated so i identify as a (trans/demi)boy for simplicity sake, and my sexuality is asexual and idekanymore-romantic, but i think im grey-aro, idk
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woop, there we go
Such a bothersome thing, moving. You have to pack up everything, get into loads of cars and moving vans, leave all your friends and family behind to start a new life.
Well, that wasn't Micheal's case.
Micheal didn't have any friends or family besides his aunt, and even if he had he wouldn't have remembered them, up until a year ago he had no memories of his life. No memories of birthday parties or first kisses, no memories of the family and friends he supposedly had at one point. He tried to feel sad about not remembering sometimes, but honestly it made him feel more irritated than anything else.
As watched the world passing by him in the car window, listening his aunts quiet breaths as she drove, he wondered what he used to be like, who he used to be, did he like video games? Did he like to read? What was his favorite season and who was his best friend?
He could have asked these questions of his aunt but she usually just got choked up and started crying as she spoke whenever he asked about his life, so he decided to stop after a while, hating to see her tears.
Closing his eyes, he wondered how his life would be in this town.
He must have fallen asleep because when he opened his eyes they felt heavy, and he saw the distant lights of a town ahead.
"M-May, where are we?" He asked sleepily, his usually neatly combed back hair in a tangled mess from sleep.
"Nearly twenty minutes away from our new house, just go back to sleep."
And he did.
When he woke up he assumed it had been much longer than twenty minutes because while it had been midday when he had last fallen asleep the sun was now setting, and the moving truck that had been following them was now gone. He reached for his buckle but found it already undone, so he climbed out of the car and walked into the house he had only seen in a picture online.
He walked in unsure of his motions but he heard the usual music his aunt May played while she was cooking dinner.
He only stopped to say hello to her before asking where his room was, questioning how long he was asleep, and then heading to said room in the upstairs area.
He walked in to find his suitcases had already been brought up and his bed was already set and made, sighing sadly he crossed to the window and opened it, peering into the room of the house next to his which seemed to belong to a young girl.
Well, that wasn't Micheal's case.
Micheal didn't have any friends or family besides his aunt, and even if he had he wouldn't have remembered them, up until a year ago he had no memories of his life. No memories of birthday parties or first kisses, no memories of the family and friends he supposedly had at one point. He tried to feel sad about not remembering sometimes, but honestly it made him feel more irritated than anything else.
As watched the world passing by him in the car window, listening his aunts quiet breaths as she drove, he wondered what he used to be like, who he used to be, did he like video games? Did he like to read? What was his favorite season and who was his best friend?
He could have asked these questions of his aunt but she usually just got choked up and started crying as she spoke whenever he asked about his life, so he decided to stop after a while, hating to see her tears.
Closing his eyes, he wondered how his life would be in this town.
He must have fallen asleep because when he opened his eyes they felt heavy, and he saw the distant lights of a town ahead.
"M-May, where are we?" He asked sleepily, his usually neatly combed back hair in a tangled mess from sleep.
"Nearly twenty minutes away from our new house, just go back to sleep."
And he did.
When he woke up he assumed it had been much longer than twenty minutes because while it had been midday when he had last fallen asleep the sun was now setting, and the moving truck that had been following them was now gone. He reached for his buckle but found it already undone, so he climbed out of the car and walked into the house he had only seen in a picture online.
He walked in unsure of his motions but he heard the usual music his aunt May played while she was cooking dinner.
He only stopped to say hello to her before asking where his room was, questioning how long he was asleep, and then heading to said room in the upstairs area.
He walked in to find his suitcases had already been brought up and his bed was already set and made, sighing sadly he crossed to the window and opened it, peering into the room of the house next to his which seemed to belong to a young girl.
Alright, I'll start the rp now ^u^
{German} - {Vantas}
Name:
-Micheal Una
"Mich"
Age:
-17
Gender:
-Male
Personality:
-People describe Mich as someone who was really weird- saying things that people would not take as 'normal' and often talking to himself and getting lost in speech, angry, talked too much, loud, over dramatic, violent, and rather over protective.
He had a habit of turning to yelling to get things done instead of calmly talking about it.
After his 'accident' he still retained a lot of his old personalty traits, while gaining a few new ones, he became very analytical where he used to be naive, he became judging and skeptical of people and things around him where he used to be very trusting and a 'couldn't care less' attitude. He used to be a very creative person, while he still is he favors matters of the brain over matters of the soul and puts more stalk in his brain than his heart. He can come off as cold at first but that's because he's trying to decide if he can trust you or not.
Although he focus's only on his bad attributes people sometimes gets described him as someone who is funny, smart, good at cheering up people in need, reliable, and rather dorky although he tries and act 'cool'.
He can be kind of a asshole at first because he doesn't really like people, but show him that he can trust you and he will, it's hard to get into his inner layers but once you do he opens up a lot and becomes very enjoyable to be around, he's rather bad at talking about his own feelings and finds talking about his problems extremely hard instead he turns his anger into rants about things that aren't really about him, things like social justice and feminism, he's very passionate about those things and can talk more about them than anything else, even if that wasn't widely accepted in that time period for men to want the same rights for women he believed they should have.
He yells a lot but isn't angry all the time and can be calmed down by a friendly hand on his shoulder, he only trusts a rare few but he cares deeply for his friends. Even though he tries to act stoic and brave he can be kind of a crybaby about some things and can act rather girlish in the ways of gossiping and crying over sad stories.
Before his accident he was rather dull and bad at anything other than creative thinking, afterwards he became very reliant on his brain and not his soul. He once saw the world as a colorful canvas but now sees it as a black and white book.
History:
-Birth:
He was born into a loving family, one half of a twin pairing. His mother and father were in love, him and his brother got along amazingly, hardly ever fighting, enjoying the same things, both had a sweet tooth and a love for music and playing pirates, he had a extremely good childhood from the age of 0-6.
-School:
When he was six he started school, he was slow for his age usually getting the worst grades in his class but he was amazing in creative arts like writing, singing, dancing, all of that. Once he got to fifth grade things started picking up and he did average in class, still below most others but he did alright. He didn't really get bothered by bullies and was ignored by most people, not being very social this didn't bother him.
Teenage years:
-When he was 13 he got his first girlfriend, a girl with was very rebellious and snarky, a year older than him and a lot 'cooler', she was the one who started him to the path of anger, loudness and all things teenagery. She was that kind of girl who turned heads, not because of her beauty but because of how much she stuck out like a sour thumb. Short cut flaming red hair, boy clothing, things you would not see a lady indulge in. Along with his girlfriend he had two best friends. Two kids who had moved to the city around the same time and were the 'lost new kids' so Mich and his girlfriend invited them into their group.
With a girlfriend, average grades and a loving family. His life was perfect for him. Him and his girlfriend rarely fought, she got along well with his family as did his two friends. Jeanette, his girlfriend, Lucas, his best-best friend, Tony, his best friend, Richard, his brother, and his parents Cody and Emma. Everything was good for him.
The Accident:
-When he was 16 he and his family were going on a trip in the country, on the night of their arrival the cottage they were staying in caught on fire by a flame left unattended. Micheal was the only one who survived and the trauma of the event made him loose him memory. He was brought to a hospital for minor physical injuries and major physiological ones.
Life after:
-Jeanette stayed the longest, Lucas gave up on him only months after his memory loss; not being able to take what his best friend had become. Someone who had to ask how to use a remote or do anything basic. Tony stayed for a few months but soon he too couldn't take it and moved on like Lucas had, and Jeanette stayed with him for nearly a year but after a while the stress of looking after him all the time and she found someone new a moved on.
He lost everyone he loved within a year.
Mich was still underage so he lives with his aunt, he regained a lot of his basic memories, how to work things, math, reading, but he can't remember his family or friends. He just knows that he wasn't alone, and now he is.
Other:
-Introvert
-INTP
-Asexual
Name:
-Micheal Una
"Mich"
Age:
-17
Gender:
-Male
Personality:
-People describe Mich as someone who was really weird- saying things that people would not take as 'normal' and often talking to himself and getting lost in speech, angry, talked too much, loud, over dramatic, violent, and rather over protective.
He had a habit of turning to yelling to get things done instead of calmly talking about it.
After his 'accident' he still retained a lot of his old personalty traits, while gaining a few new ones, he became very analytical where he used to be naive, he became judging and skeptical of people and things around him where he used to be very trusting and a 'couldn't care less' attitude. He used to be a very creative person, while he still is he favors matters of the brain over matters of the soul and puts more stalk in his brain than his heart. He can come off as cold at first but that's because he's trying to decide if he can trust you or not.
Although he focus's only on his bad attributes people sometimes gets described him as someone who is funny, smart, good at cheering up people in need, reliable, and rather dorky although he tries and act 'cool'.
He can be kind of a asshole at first because he doesn't really like people, but show him that he can trust you and he will, it's hard to get into his inner layers but once you do he opens up a lot and becomes very enjoyable to be around, he's rather bad at talking about his own feelings and finds talking about his problems extremely hard instead he turns his anger into rants about things that aren't really about him, things like social justice and feminism, he's very passionate about those things and can talk more about them than anything else, even if that wasn't widely accepted in that time period for men to want the same rights for women he believed they should have.
He yells a lot but isn't angry all the time and can be calmed down by a friendly hand on his shoulder, he only trusts a rare few but he cares deeply for his friends. Even though he tries to act stoic and brave he can be kind of a crybaby about some things and can act rather girlish in the ways of gossiping and crying over sad stories.
Before his accident he was rather dull and bad at anything other than creative thinking, afterwards he became very reliant on his brain and not his soul. He once saw the world as a colorful canvas but now sees it as a black and white book.
History:
-Birth:
He was born into a loving family, one half of a twin pairing. His mother and father were in love, him and his brother got along amazingly, hardly ever fighting, enjoying the same things, both had a sweet tooth and a love for music and playing pirates, he had a extremely good childhood from the age of 0-6.
-School:
When he was six he started school, he was slow for his age usually getting the worst grades in his class but he was amazing in creative arts like writing, singing, dancing, all of that. Once he got to fifth grade things started picking up and he did average in class, still below most others but he did alright. He didn't really get bothered by bullies and was ignored by most people, not being very social this didn't bother him.
Teenage years:
-When he was 13 he got his first girlfriend, a girl with was very rebellious and snarky, a year older than him and a lot 'cooler', she was the one who started him to the path of anger, loudness and all things teenagery. She was that kind of girl who turned heads, not because of her beauty but because of how much she stuck out like a sour thumb. Short cut flaming red hair, boy clothing, things you would not see a lady indulge in. Along with his girlfriend he had two best friends. Two kids who had moved to the city around the same time and were the 'lost new kids' so Mich and his girlfriend invited them into their group.
With a girlfriend, average grades and a loving family. His life was perfect for him. Him and his girlfriend rarely fought, she got along well with his family as did his two friends. Jeanette, his girlfriend, Lucas, his best-best friend, Tony, his best friend, Richard, his brother, and his parents Cody and Emma. Everything was good for him.
The Accident:
-When he was 16 he and his family were going on a trip in the country, on the night of their arrival the cottage they were staying in caught on fire by a flame left unattended. Micheal was the only one who survived and the trauma of the event made him loose him memory. He was brought to a hospital for minor physical injuries and major physiological ones.
Life after:
-Jeanette stayed the longest, Lucas gave up on him only months after his memory loss; not being able to take what his best friend had become. Someone who had to ask how to use a remote or do anything basic. Tony stayed for a few months but soon he too couldn't take it and moved on like Lucas had, and Jeanette stayed with him for nearly a year but after a while the stress of looking after him all the time and she found someone new a moved on.
He lost everyone he loved within a year.
Mich was still underage so he lives with his aunt, he regained a lot of his basic memories, how to work things, math, reading, but he can't remember his family or friends. He just knows that he wasn't alone, and now he is.
Other:
-Introvert
-INTP
-Asexual
O-Oh alright....I edited it a bit, how's that?
Work in progress
Personal Information
Name:
Kylee Una (Ki-Lee) (OO-Na)
Alias/ Nickname:
Ky, Lee,
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
Cabin:
Cabin Five
Appearance:
Family
Godly Parent:
Father- Ares
Human Parent:
Mother- Emma
Legacy:
General Information
Personality:
Ky often talking to herself and getting lost in speech, easily angry and she tends to talked too much, loud, over dramatic, violent, and rather over protective, but in a good way, she's just looking out for her friends.
She has a habit of turning to yelling to get things done instead of calmly talking about it, she's very opinionated but extremely open to others opinions, but her mind is not easily changed. Basically a "I'll listen to you, but I wont care about a word you say" judgment.
After her 'accident' she still retained a lot of his old personalty traits, while gaining a few new ones, she became very analytical where she used to be naive, she became judging and skeptical of people and things around her where she used to be very trusting and a 'couldn't care less' attitude.
Although she focus's only on her bad attributes people sometimes gets described her as someone who is funny, smart, good at cheering up people in need, reliable, and rather dorky although she tries and act 'cool'.
She can be kind of a asshole at first because she doesn't really like people, but show her that she can trust you and she will, it's hard to get into her inner layers but once you do she opens up a lot and becomes very enjoyable to be around, although she yells a lot she really isn't angry all the time and can usually be calmed down by a friendly hand on her shoulder.
Likes:
Fighting
Singing
Anything to do with technology
Social justice
Feminism
Playing/Listening to music
Dislikes:
"Goody-toe-shoes"
Overly positive people
Thunder/Lightning
People who doesn't take her seriously
Fire
Talents:
Fighting with close rang weapons (EI: Swords, daggers, ect)
Dancing/Singing
Biography:
-Birth:
She was born into a loving family. Her mother was a very well rounded woman and her older brother was very nice to her, very unlike the stereotypical Hate-Love brother sister relationship, she and her brother got along amazingly, hardly ever fighting, enjoying the same things, both had a sweet tooth and a love for music and playing pirates,
Her family was lower class and struggling to get by, but they always managed.
Teenage years:
When he was 13 she got her first girlfriend, her mother didn't care that her daughter was Bisexual, Ky had came out to her mom a week after getting with her girlfriend.
Her girlfriend with was very rebellious and snarky, a year older than her and a lot 'cooler', she was the one who started her to the path of anger, loudness and all things teenagery.
She was that kind of girl who turned heads, not because of her beauty but because of how much she stuck out like a sour thumb. Short cut flaming red hair, slutty punkish clothes, things you would not see a lady indulge in.
Along with her girlfriend she had two best friends. Two kids who had moved to the city around the same time and were the 'lost new kids' so Ky and her girlfriend invited them into their group.
With a girlfriend, average grades and a loving and supportive family her life was perfect for her.
Her and her girlfriend rarely fought, her girlfriend got along well with her family as did her two friends.
Jeanette, her girlfriend, Lucas, her best-best friend, Tony, her best friend, Richard, her brother, and her mother Emma.
Everything was good
The Accident:
Now, all stories have a downward spiral, nothing good can last, and Kylee's happiness ended when she was 16.
She and her family were going on a trip in the country, on the night of their arrival the cottage they were staying in caught on fire by a flame left unattended, left unattended by Ky herself.
She didn't know how it happened or how she did it, all she knew was darkness and heat, but she was the only one who survived and the trauma of the event made her loose her memory.
She was brought to a hospital for minor physical injuries and major physiological ones.
Life after:
Jeanette stayed the longest, Lucas gave up on her only months after her memory loss; not being able to take what his best friend had become; Someone who had to ask how to use a remote or do anything basic.
Tony stayed for a few months but soon he too couldn't take it and moved on like Lucas had, and Jeanette stayed with Ky for nearly a year but after a while the stress of looking after Ky all the time and she found someone new a moved on.
She lost everyone he loved within a year.
Ky was still underage so she lived with her aunt, she regained a lot of her basic memories, how to work things, math, reading, but she can't remember her family or friends.
She just knows that she wasn't alone, and now she is.
Camp:
Soon, Ky's aunt couldn't take care of her for too long and was contacted by the camp, after a while she understood and sent Ky to the camp, knowing she would be safe there.
Theme Song:
Get out alive- Three Days Grace
Weapon Information
Weapon Name:
Micheal and Lucifer
Weapon Type:
Dual blade daggers
Weapon Appearance:
Attributes:
The daggers in portable form are two pins always clipped onto her shirts on her left and right breast. Pull them off her shirt and they turn full size once again.
Other
Other:
-Introvert
-INTP
-Asexual
-Outfits
Personal Information
Name:
Kylee Una (Ki-Lee) (OO-Na)
Alias/ Nickname:
Ky, Lee,
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
Cabin:
Cabin Five
Appearance:
Family
Godly Parent:
Father- Ares
Human Parent:
Mother- Emma
Legacy:
General Information
Personality:
Ky often talking to herself and getting lost in speech, easily angry and she tends to talked too much, loud, over dramatic, violent, and rather over protective, but in a good way, she's just looking out for her friends.
She has a habit of turning to yelling to get things done instead of calmly talking about it, she's very opinionated but extremely open to others opinions, but her mind is not easily changed. Basically a "I'll listen to you, but I wont care about a word you say" judgment.
After her 'accident' she still retained a lot of his old personalty traits, while gaining a few new ones, she became very analytical where she used to be naive, she became judging and skeptical of people and things around her where she used to be very trusting and a 'couldn't care less' attitude.
Although she focus's only on her bad attributes people sometimes gets described her as someone who is funny, smart, good at cheering up people in need, reliable, and rather dorky although she tries and act 'cool'.
She can be kind of a asshole at first because she doesn't really like people, but show her that she can trust you and she will, it's hard to get into her inner layers but once you do she opens up a lot and becomes very enjoyable to be around, although she yells a lot she really isn't angry all the time and can usually be calmed down by a friendly hand on her shoulder.
Likes:
Fighting
Singing
Anything to do with technology
Social justice
Feminism
Playing/Listening to music
Dislikes:
"Goody-toe-shoes"
Overly positive people
Thunder/Lightning
People who doesn't take her seriously
Fire
Talents:
Fighting with close rang weapons (EI: Swords, daggers, ect)
Dancing/Singing
Biography:
-Birth:
She was born into a loving family. Her mother was a very well rounded woman and her older brother was very nice to her, very unlike the stereotypical Hate-Love brother sister relationship, she and her brother got along amazingly, hardly ever fighting, enjoying the same things, both had a sweet tooth and a love for music and playing pirates,
Her family was lower class and struggling to get by, but they always managed.
Teenage years:
When he was 13 she got her first girlfriend, her mother didn't care that her daughter was Bisexual, Ky had came out to her mom a week after getting with her girlfriend.
Her girlfriend with was very rebellious and snarky, a year older than her and a lot 'cooler', she was the one who started her to the path of anger, loudness and all things teenagery.
She was that kind of girl who turned heads, not because of her beauty but because of how much she stuck out like a sour thumb. Short cut flaming red hair, slutty punkish clothes, things you would not see a lady indulge in.
Along with her girlfriend she had two best friends. Two kids who had moved to the city around the same time and were the 'lost new kids' so Ky and her girlfriend invited them into their group.
With a girlfriend, average grades and a loving and supportive family her life was perfect for her.
Her and her girlfriend rarely fought, her girlfriend got along well with her family as did her two friends.
Jeanette, her girlfriend, Lucas, her best-best friend, Tony, her best friend, Richard, her brother, and her mother Emma.
Everything was good
The Accident:
Now, all stories have a downward spiral, nothing good can last, and Kylee's happiness ended when she was 16.
She and her family were going on a trip in the country, on the night of their arrival the cottage they were staying in caught on fire by a flame left unattended, left unattended by Ky herself.
She didn't know how it happened or how she did it, all she knew was darkness and heat, but she was the only one who survived and the trauma of the event made her loose her memory.
She was brought to a hospital for minor physical injuries and major physiological ones.
Life after:
Jeanette stayed the longest, Lucas gave up on her only months after her memory loss; not being able to take what his best friend had become; Someone who had to ask how to use a remote or do anything basic.
Tony stayed for a few months but soon he too couldn't take it and moved on like Lucas had, and Jeanette stayed with Ky for nearly a year but after a while the stress of looking after Ky all the time and she found someone new a moved on.
She lost everyone he loved within a year.
Ky was still underage so she lived with her aunt, she regained a lot of her basic memories, how to work things, math, reading, but she can't remember her family or friends.
She just knows that she wasn't alone, and now she is.
Camp:
Soon, Ky's aunt couldn't take care of her for too long and was contacted by the camp, after a while she understood and sent Ky to the camp, knowing she would be safe there.
Theme Song:
Get out alive- Three Days Grace
Weapon Information
Weapon Name:
Micheal and Lucifer
Weapon Type:
Dual blade daggers
Weapon Appearance:
Attributes:
The daggers in portable form are two pins always clipped onto her shirts on her left and right breast. Pull them off her shirt and they turn full size once again.
Other
Other:
-Introvert
-INTP
-Asexual
-Outfits
*coughs and bumps softly*
Everyone has always had the fantasy of someone moving in next door to you and one day they open their window and you open yours and you talk and become friends and then talk every night and fall asleep next to the windows holding hands, falling in love and getting married, the perfect boy next door scenario.
I mean, who hasn't had that dream?
What if one day that that happened, the house next to yours had finally been bought and rumor has it they have a teenager your age who lives with them, but yet the person who moved in next door was not at all who you wanted, someone who was not boy next door material at all- but was instead was someone who you did not think you would like very much.
Yet, you are still stuck with them for as long as one of you lives there.
This is a cliche boy next door roleplay with a twist of them not getting along very well, not at first at least.
My character is male, and the boy who just moved in next door.
I am fine with a Male x Male or Female x Male roleplay, up to you really.
I mean, who hasn't had that dream?
What if one day that that happened, the house next to yours had finally been bought and rumor has it they have a teenager your age who lives with them, but yet the person who moved in next door was not at all who you wanted, someone who was not boy next door material at all- but was instead was someone who you did not think you would like very much.
Yet, you are still stuck with them for as long as one of you lives there.
This is a cliche boy next door roleplay with a twist of them not getting along very well, not at first at least.
My character is male, and the boy who just moved in next door.
I am fine with a Male x Male or Female x Male roleplay, up to you really.
Might want to see a doctor about that, mate
*coughs*
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