Ye Olde Taco Bell
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All I want is a 1x1
What type of role play this gonna be?
A 1x1 ;) I have some plots you can pick from
1. C1 randomly gets possessed by an Angel (C2) at intervals in their life. Sometimes when they're eating, or even in their sleep. One time, C2 gains so much control over them that they simply pop out of C1. What will happen next? [idk]
2. C1 is taking a stroll in the forest when they hear a voice, C2, calling to them. Suddenly, they find themselves inside C2's home. [Optional Romance, Action, Adventure]
3. C1 is diagnosed with a disorder no one has ever seen before. They can’t speak properly (ex: they leave out pronouns, verbs/adjectives), and they’ve never spoken a full sentence that is grammatically correct, but once they meet C2, they find that C2 is the only cure. [Romance]
2 sounds good
Actually that one is overbooked, the demand is high and we’re out of stock for it :’(
Just kidding, we can do it
So, do you want romance in it?
If so, FxM, FxF, or MxM?
idk you pick
Personality: Comes off as cold and callous, but opens up if you take the time to get to know her
Appearance: Startling gray eyes, long and wavy light blue hair, a little scar on her cheek
Interests: Music, reading
Likes: Music, peace, meadows
Dislikes: The dark, claustrophobic places
Personality: Funny but stupid person, only is serius is when sad or angry.
Appearance: Has Red hair with gold eyes, pale skin, and black clothes.
Interests: Fire and Mythology
Likes: Fire, music, Mythology
Dislikes: Water, people, and slime
You go first
Idk how to start off
I’ll start then))
Phoebe whistled wistfully. Another human walking through the forest, but she sensed that this one was different. Though it did not understand the dangers of the trees, it looked quite fine. A redhead; she’d always had a sweet spot for those, though humans died annoyingly quick, whereas elves like her… Their lives were long and enjoyable.
Bermuda was walking through the forest calmly, it was cold but he was ok with that, He heard some whistling he wasn't sure to go towards it or from it.
"Come, my friend. I've been waiting." Phoebe’s voice seemed to be propelled by the clouds and trees alike, drifting toward Bermuda. "Come to me. You’re our last shot."
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