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Jul 12, 2017 09:10PM
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Hey So any particular pairing or type of idea you wanna do?
I usually prefer MxM's but I'm down for whatever pairings Currently I have no plots in mind though - hbu?
Alright. Same here. The few plots I have, I've used too much that they've become boring..
XD so we have much to think about and brainstorm What age range should we have for our characters?
xD yep. I'm usually good with 16-25 ish for age range but we can alter it depending on the idea.
OkieeeeSorry I've taken a while to reply I've just been really stuck on any sort of ideas :|
Clearly my brain has turned off all creativity for the summer
It's all good. Perhaps if we narrow it down some more we can go to google or something and find some ideas?
True true. Hmm. Should we do an office setting or college or something else entirely??
Id say either college or something else.
Ohhh maybe a child star and his best friend? Or agent. Or something >.<? I'm really down for anything though >.> tumblr just isn't helping me on my phone rn and that's usually where I find some food ideas haha
That sounds kinda good. Some sort of actor/musician and their friend or something maybe?
Ohhh maybe it's like a reunion sort of deal thenLike the musician/actor is taking a mini break and trying to assimilate himself into a college lifestyle and they knew each other before he made a name for himself?
That actually sounds like it could be pretty fun
Okiee do you have a preference for either?Haha maybe the friend is lowkey holding a grudge/ salty bc he was the one left behind in all of this?
Hmm, leaning slightly more toward the musician/actor but I'd be okay with either. You?Yeah.
XD thanksYeah, do you prefer simple or more detailed templates?
For 1x1's I prefer to keep it pretty simpleMostly just name, age, appearance whatever else you want to sprinkle in there
Okay. Can you post your character first?
ryan arisson
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- 20 years of age ; freshman in college- studying business management and art history ; missed a few years bc of family drama, so he's starting pretty late in the game ; lives off campus in the shittiest twenty first century place around
Cody Antonio Holcourt 
Left Forearm tattoo:
21 years of age; musician/in a band, just got off of a huge tour to go to school; freshman in college, majoring in music industry with a minor in music theory/composition ; lives in a decent apartment off campus
Awesomeee!! Should we start at the very beginning of the year?
Maybe they have a class together second semester though? I'm not sure
We can start at either, or they could have a class together first semester?
First semester works!! Any ideas of what sort of gened classes they'd share? Maybe something like music history or something totally out of the box XD?
Okay! Music history sounds good. Or maybe a class that one of them will struggle with so they'll have reasons to maybe talk to try and get help?
Lol Ryan would definitely struggle with music history We could do math >.> Ryan would have to be pretty good at it. Maybe they have both together and help each other out in each?
Should we have a name for the college too?? OH what if it's a nice college just on the coast of the beach or someplace like the city ? Or both XD
Sure!We should name it so it's easier to refer to.
Both sounds good
I have no ideas for names XD Unless we want to choose an actual existing institution?
We can choose an existing one or choose like a random name of a city from a book/reality and call it thay
Hmmmmmmm I have no idea if we've read anything similar lol. I'm also very bad @ remembering any details from books XD
Lol. Fair point. Any idea as to what you'd name the college?
Okay. Want me to pick something random and then can you start?
Awesome- maybe set in CA? Or somewhere more seasonal like Maine?
Okie. I'll go with Maine. I just started a movie so I'm not sure if I'll get the chance to start tonight. At the very latest I will start us off tomorrow :))
((Sorry I took longer than expected to reply >.<))Ryan let out a deep sigh as he brought his final box up to his fourth floor apartment. Already the morning had been a series of trials and errors and he was glad to have finished part of his unpacking. He was sure he'd have to return home this weekend to grab the rest of his things and throw them into the back of his pick up truck- he was just hopeful by then that the elevator would no longer be out of commission. Not to say he didn't need the workout, but you try dragging a queen sized bed frame up four flights of stairs on your own and see how well that works out for you. Let's not mention the fact nobody else seemed to be taking up residence in the building at such an early time aside from the attendant who also didn't look so sure about the elevator being fixed so soon. He'd only been here a solid two hours and already he was beginning to regret signing the lease. Oh well, it was too late now. The place was his for the next eight months and he would just have to make do with what he could. Over and over he reminded himself that the place would be salvageable and feel like home in no time.
With his hands placed at his hips he did a final scan of the area. It was really just one large loft area that combined the bedroom and living room with a separate kitchen and bathroom. Good enough for him. Before he even had time to rip open one of his boxes he took a look at the time and cursed himself quietly. He had fifteen minutes before his first class. Earlier this week he had known it was a stupid idea to try to move in the same day that classes started, but there had been no other option in relation to his schedule and the fact the bastards before him wouldn't move out on their assigned due date. There wasn't much he could do about it now though. Instead he bared it and swung his backpack over his shoulders after grabbing his schedule and zipping it back up. Ryan ran through the door, forgetting to lock up entirely as he practically stomped back down the four flights of stairs and back outside. Taking in a deep breath he tried to calm down as he made a quick scan of the map and grabbed his bearings. Ruffis Hall, Music History, with Stine. Ryan didn't have time to regret signing up for the eight am class, though he was sure he would grumble about it through the rest of the year. He wasn't a morning person and yet he had scheduled all of his classes in the morning just so he'd have extra hours to work. No doubt he'd be dead on his feet by the end of each day. Taking off in a sprint he rounded three blocks before actually arriving on campus. Going off of his memory of the map was his first mistake as he found himself in front of a big building with wide open windows that read student center. Ryan threw his head back for a moment circling around before he took another brief look at the map. This time though he decided he wouldn't waste so much time in trying to figure out the streets or anything else. Out of instinct he passed a stranger, holding his hand up before he called out. "Is Ruffis hall this way?" Barely glancing up from the piece of paper in his hands he pointed in whatever odd direction in hopes that it was the right one.
Cody sighed softly as he woke up to his alarm buzzing loudly. He smacked the snooze button and tried to wake up, sitting up and stretching. He forced himself to get up and out of bed, drinking a cup of coffee before taking a quick shower and getting ready to head to his first day of classes. He'd gotten this apartment just a couple weeks ago, right after his last tour with his band ended. It was a decently large space with two bedrooms, one of which already having been converted into a music space for him since that was something he wouldn't be able to live without.
Cody grabbed his backpack and his schedule from the counter, leaving his apartment. He locked the door and walked the mile to campus, still waking up. He had looked over the map earlier and had figured out how to get to his first class which was Music History, taught by Stine. Cody walked onto the campus and started toward the Ruffis Hall when he saw a person hold their hand out and ask where it was. "No. Not quite. It's this way. I'm heading there too." He told them, tilting his head and studying their face. They looked oddly familiar and yet he couldn't figure out who it was.
(Sorry if my replies aren't as long or well constructed. I'm still learning how to write lots of details. If they ever get too short for your preference, let me know and I'll try to fix them.)
Dejectedly Ryan's arm fell back down at his side. Well, it had been a decent guess. Clearly not the right one. When the person he stopped mentioned that he was going to the same building he cheered up a bit and let his shoulders relaxed. Of course that was all up until the point when his eyes snagged onto the other's forearm. Immediately he took in the tattoo, a sense of familiarity washing over him. Ryan didn't have to wait too long for his brain to process the information he was taking in. Cody Holocourt. He almost wanted to delay the process as his eyes moved upwards only to confirm what he already knew. The tattoo might have been just anyone's and left room open to whoever it was, but one look at his face and there really wasn't a way to deny what he was seeing. Heck, even a middle aged woman who read one of those trashy gossip tabloids would know who he was. "Great," he said with a smile as he adjusted his backpack across his shoulder. "I guess we can accompany each other. Or, really you can show me the way." Ryan decided it was best to go with subtle words, play it like he didn't know him. That would be until the other realized it was him. Hopefully he never would. It had been eight- no seven- years and he certainly wasn't the same kid he used to be. Awkwardly he took a step forwards before starting up conversation, "What class do you have?" He asked already assuming that he went here based on the backpack and the similar outlined schedule that the other held.
Cody noticed him looking at the tattoo and bit his lip lightly, messing with the lip ring that wrapped around his bottom lip. He pulled down the sleeves on his Hoodie and covered up his tattoo. He had known that he would be recognized. He just didn't want to deal with it yet. "I only barely know the way so hopefully I won't get us lost." Cody remarked. "I've got music history with Stine. What about you?" He asked, glancing over at him occasionally as they walked, trying to figure out who he was. "Alright, I'm sorry if I'm being impolite but have you and I met before. Because I swear you look familiar... Ryan?" He guessed softly as he finally put the name to the face. Cody hoped he wasn't wrong, guessing that this person was his best friend from a forever ago when they were in reality just some stranger.
Ryan let out a forced laugh as he waved his own map out, "Trust me, I'm sure your sense of direction is far better than mine." Squinting slightly he took another glance at the piece of paper. "We're suppose to be here, and somehow I ended up here." He said pointing out the buildings. Honestly with his near sightedness they were mostly just blobs that looked like buildings, but otherwise he really couldn't make out the words. Maybe he could just blame his lack of direction on the fact he couldn't really see all that clearly without his reading glasses. "Same, here." Ryan replied in regards to the class. He prayed the teacher didn't take roll call and reveal who he actually was. Then again, what were the odds that the other guy would even recognize him? Perhaps if he hadn't seen Cody's face in a number of different places over the years he would've forgotten him entirely. No. That actually didn't seem possible. Which sort of made it even more disheartening that the other didn't recognize him. When they were younger they'd always been attached at the hip- dreaming up futures for themselves. Granted Cody's dreams kickstarted first and never really stopped. Ryan couldn't blame the other guy for losing contact, he just hadn't thought they would ever not be best friends at the time. Now here they were. Practically strangers. When the other broke the silence between them again his eyes slipped down towards the ground and glued to his feet. "Uh..." Really there was no other way to answer aside from obvious confirmation. "Yeah." Ryan said shortly, feeling a bit stupid for his lack of words.
Cody folded up his schedule and map, tucking them both into his back pocket so he wouldn't lose them. He nodded to Ryan's comments about being lost and them having the same class. He kept glancing at him as they walked, waiting on his response to if they knew each other. Cody bit his lip when Ryan answered. "I'm sorry." He mumbled quietly, knowing that it was entirely his fault that they had lost touch and everything else that had come between them. "After classes are done today or something, can we maybe catch up?" He asked hesitantly, his nerves showing through with the way he bit his lip and messed with the end of his hoodie sleeve. After all, those were the same habits that he had always had when he was younger too, they'd never gone away.
He shook his head slightly and looked around as they neared the building that their class was in, trying to remember the way and the surroundings so he wouldn't need a map in the future.
Ryan couldn't help but to take in the way the other fidgeted. The way he played with his hoodie and bit his lip reminded him of the past. Things hadn't changed too much- though he wasn't sure whether the actions were just done out of habit or nerves. And of course there was the lip ring. That hadn't been there seven years ago. Before he could be caught staring he turned his attention to the campus before he recognized Ruffis Hall- more from an online tour than his ability to make out the sign in bold white letters. He ignored the apologies as he folded his own map up before double checking what classroom they were in. He didn't even have the time to make sure they whether or not they were on time as he opened the door for Cody. "I have a job interview after classes." Actually, he already had the job at the little bakery down the street and his first shift didn't start until tomorrow. Truly he wasn't trying to rekindle any sort of friendship. Besides, it wouldn't be too long before the other was swamped by a group of fans or something of another. In fact he was surprised nobody had recognized Cody on the short walk to class.
