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I like a lot of information, but not too much so would that be too hard to work with? And do you usually do character bios? And ok. And Just the general idea of high school romance. wbu, do you have any plot ideas?
As long as it's not a one liner, I'll pretty much be happy. I'm lazy when coming to charrie sheets, so I usually just do name age and appearance. And all of my plot ideas are fantasy ones.
well, then i guess let's just go with the high school romance thing. I've done way too much fantasy, nothing wrong with it, just want to take a little break is all. and as for character, okay if i rp the guy?
I totally understand. And yeah, I was going to ask to be the girl anyways, considering I am one.
as for now, i'll just stick with name
age
appearance
other
so yea it looks a bit, lazy but not much time
Hehe it's fine. Name: Mira Killan
Age: -same as your character-
Appearance: http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=h...
Other: To be role played
Name: Jace CadeAge: 15
Appearance:
Other: Captain of the football team. Does Parkour. Plays Guitar. Sings. One of Jace's best friends is the Baseball Captain, Zia Jafari.
sURE......) Ethan was sitting on the concrete wall watching the football team practice. He would be practicing with them, but he was not in any condition to be doing so. He missed having practice with the team, but watching them was just as fun. He really hoped the team would do good now that one of his best friends, Zia was the wide receiver. It had been already a year since graduation from Kennedy, but Ethan still missed his old friends from there. The only friend who came to Cupertino with him was Zia Jafari. At first glance the two were not much of a team, but on the field they were two of the best players on the team.
Mira sat on the bleachers, scribbling in her notebook. She couldn't care less about football, but had to talk to the coach. He also helped run the track team, and Mira had been running track since sixth grade. She wanted to make sure she was running the 1600 in their next meat- a scheduling error had her running the 800 a few weeks ago. However, the coach had told her to wait until after the practice. Yawning, Mira stretched her arms before going back to her notebook. She was working on a sketch for art class, and was completely absorbed in it.
Ethan got down off the concrete wall and walked over to Mira. Football practice was finishing up by the time he walked over to her. He was just looking for someone to talk to. It sometimes got lonely watching the practices. "Hello" Ethan said to Mira, hoping she would say something back. He didn't mind talking to people, even the coach. He hoped he could get back to practice when his back was no longer broken, but that would not be for a while yet.
"Hm?!" Mira looked up, startled. She quickly closed her sketchbook, surprise etched on her face. "O-Oh, hey." She took a deep breath, calming herself down. She wasn't used to people coming up and talking to her like that. She preferred the silence, to be honest. Her eyes studied the boy before her, Ethan, for a moment. Despite her distaste of football, even Mira had heard of Ethan Brown. He was, according to the snippets of conversation she had heard in the hall, one of the best players on the team.
"So, how has track practice been going?" He asked after a while. He didn't mind the silence that followed. He was happy just waiting for an answer. He looked around after a while. He continued waiting for an answer. ((gtg, I have to go cause of my parents))
((Alright.))"It's fine," Mira said distantly. She couldn't understand why Ethan was talking to her. He wasn't unkind, in any way, and would often say hello to people in the hallways, or at least offer smiles. However, he stayed to his friends with conversations like this.
"Same here with football, except I can't play for a while" He responded. He looked off at the team for a while. He didn't say anything for quite a while.
Taking his silence as the end of the conversation, Mira opens her sketchbook and begins drawing again. She was working on a morbid sketch- a simple tree with a tree house... Going up in flames.
Ally was helping her dad out with coaching the team, she did that on days that there was no cheer practice. Ethan watched his sister helping out their father. Things had gotten tough on the cheer team for Ally, the other cheerleaders didn't exactly respect Ally or give her any good stunts to do. James was coaching the football practice. Ally went to go sit by her brother, Ethan on the concrete wall. Football practice had just finished. ((name: James Brown
age: 50
appearance:
other: Football Coach. Ethan, Ally, and Mason's dad. Also the Track and Field Coach.
name: Ally Brown
age: 13
appearance:
other: Freshman. Sister of Ethan and Mason. Daughter of James and Martha. Cheerleader and On the Track Team.))
((I'm so sorry, I have to go to bed now. I'll respond in the morning.))
"Hey, Ally," Mira greeted softly. She didn't really speak to anyone, but Ally and her had shared some funny conversations during track practices. Mira diverted her attention back to her sketch, becoming absorbed in it once more.
"hey Mir, so what are you drawing?" Ally responded to Mira. Ethan had looked off in the distance. He didn't mind his sister talking to Mira.
"Mm? Oh, just something for art." Mira self consciously covered her sketch, the burning tree become more and more morbid with each stroke of her pencil. She pushed her hair out of her face gently.
"That's cool. Being the head cheerleader, I actually had something to ask about the banner for the team. I know you don't exactly like football and that is fine, Mir, but the squad was wondering if you would paint or draw the banner for the game. Your talent is amazing, both on and off that track and field." Ally responded. Ethan was still staring off in space as the team was cleaning things up.
((I'm sorry but I can't really respond right now. My boyfriend just broke up with me, so I'm gonna put a hold on all this.))
((K, i've got a lot to do as well......))
((Wow, I can't believe it's been 17 days since he broke up with me, and he already has another girlfriend. Sorry, just needed to rant for a second. Anyways, I'm so sorry, but I'm back now! I mean, I've been back for awhile, but I lost the note.))Mira glanced up in surprise. "Well, it depends on what you need, and all." She answered slowly, the request catching her off guard. Not many people paid attention to her art, not that she cared. It was odd to have something requested of her.
Also, just a warning, if you're responses become hard to work with, I might put off responding for a bit.