I've decided to go ahead and do an ordinary romance, maybe with a little bit of adventure.... First come, first serve...
i'm first come! ^_^
Nice to see you again... What are you up for?
I'm up for about anything. Do you want to try a teen romance or a young adult.
How about a young adult? How mature do you get with romance? I've forgotten to ask you.
I get as mature as whoever I'm playing with. I have no limitation, but don't push it.
Ok. Do you ant to be the girl or the boy?
I have no real prefference, you can play whichever and I'll take the other.
I think I'll take the guy.
Okay. Skellies or no?
Name: Ace Collin
Height: 6' 1"
Apperance: Rusty orange longish emo hair, pale complexion, muscly build.
Personality: He is usually reserved, but once you get o know him he is really kind
((i can only post this much for now..))
Name: Siarra Reeve
Appearance: Long wavy blonde hair usually pulled up or in a bun, average complexion, slight figure with a slender form.
Personality: She's independant when she wants to be but has a habit of expecting to be looked after in some sittuations.
((Do you want to add more to our characters or just develop them as we go on?))
((we can develop them as we go. Would you like to start us off??))
((I would but I"m drawing a blank on where to start off...))
((I have an idea))
Ace was out on his old, yet beloved skateboard, weaving in and out of the crowd at high sppeds, getting rude comments along the way. I will never understan why people hate emos and skateboards. He thought to hmself, his thoughs straying to his arms. Well toned, but bearing self-harm scars. His cutting had started at a young age, only ten yars old, his mom had died, nd he started to hang otu with other emo preteens. Through out the years, he never gave being emo up. All of his friends in hgh school had been with him since that fateful event. He was a senior now. He was so distracted he hadn't noticed a girl in his path. He collided painfully into her. He was shaking it off when he finally realized what had happend. "Oh, geez. I'm so sorry." he got up and offered her his hand.
Siarra winced as she took his hand, only realizing after the fact that her own hand was now scraped up and bloody. "I would say no harm no foul...but there's definitely harm." She mumbled, getting to her feet and rubbing her bruised backside.
Ace sighed. "I'm so sorry. I got a bit distracted... Too much of a crowd and add in a skatboard going at high speeds, you get disaster." He smiled sheepishly. "I'm really sorry." He noticed his knuckles were pretty scraped up.
"Right well...I should probably get this cleaned up." Siarra said, loking down at her hands and sighing.