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Please do not post if you are not BlackClaws or Bobcat. |
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Alright so did you want to describe our characters or just jump into the rp? I can do either. |
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Let's put up a brief description |
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Alright here's my character: Name: Sophie Hunter age: 23 looks: Short, lightly tanned skin, dark black curly hair with a scar along her cheek. personality: find out. |
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I do not have a decent male OC, so, definitly NOT winging it. Name: Jackson Fedika Age: 24 Looks: Tall, very tall. Messy brown hair, bright blue eyes. Personality: Umm... TBD Can you start? I'll match your word count. |
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Okay.) Sophie was unlike most young women she knew. While others had horseback rides and gossiped, she was very interested in exploring wildlife and music, especially in writing her own music. She admittedly had caused her parents to worry about her, as she had no serious direction in her life. One summer day, her parents called her, wanting to talk. |
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Jackson was strange. While the other guy flirted openly, he did not. But when he did, he did. One summer, Jackson was hanging out in the stables, petting Morra, his black mare. A guy runs up to him. "Your parents want you." "Why?" Jackson says withoutt turning. The man shruggs his shoulders in defeat. |
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She headed back inside, picking out the leaves and wildflowers that entangled her hair. "You two wanted to see me?" She asked as she entered the living room. "Yes Sophie, it's about your well...dating life." "Or more directly your lack of one." Her mother scoffed. Sophie was shocked, stumbling over her words, "Well nobody feels right." "Which is why we did the right thing, and paired you off with someone just like you." Her father replied.
"Excuse me!?" She snapped. |
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Jackson stormed into his parents room. "What do you want this time!" "Wellllllll...... You never seems to like anyone. And when you do, it doesn't last. Soo......" "So what!" "When a family friend reached out..... We kinda maybe got you betrothed." Jackson's father finished. "So let me get this straight. I am going to marry someone I have never met?" "Yes..." |
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"What, I'm just meant to marry him and never meet him or talk to him?! It's clear that love isn't meant to actually happen." She snapped.
"Depends, you can meet him tomorrow or today, it's a short ride away. But you know it'll be terribly impolite to go without warning him.* Her father said. Sophie ran her hands through her hair before storming outside, huffing in frustration. |
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Winter 
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