Romance Roleplay
Just make a character and join!!!
Seona
18
red
kind,funny,beautiful
blond hair, blue eyes
super girly girl
likes to sit on the beach and read
Jason
21
brown hair, blue eyes
smart, outgoing
likes to work on cars and travel.
Pooky
Black ass
Blue eyes
Likes: the new chicken sandwich at Popeye's and chill peeps.
Dislikes: when Popeyes runs out of their new chicken sandwich, Shady peeps.
Cyn
21
Purple eyes, and silky black hair with a dark purple streak an inch wide
Intellectual, antisocial
Martial artist
Enjoys magic tricks, reading, and anything supernatural
John McBurk
78
Description: 6'2'', Grey eyes with cataracts, balding with a dark purple streak an inch wide. A cane with flame pinstripes is my pride and joy.
Possibly senile, haven't figured it out yet, who are you anyway? Bring me my heart medicine!
Likes: Martial farts, sniffing lead paint, staring contests, feminism, beating people with my sweet-ass cane.
Dislikes: Liberals, democrats, loiterers, my son-in-law Jessica, modern art.
I look forward to all my future suitors!
Martial farts?
Yes.
Brian Kadeem
24
Coorporative,anarc,Alcoholic
black hair, blue eyes
Man
likes Noir Film
Great you are all in
its pouring rain outside as i walk home alone. i feel as if my heart will break in two. my boyfriend left me on the side of the street alone. im sad and lonely wondering if love ever lasts.
(Is there time for me to join? Or no?)
Squirrel, the deformed furry midget with a tail who's parents discarded him at a young age because 'they couldn't afford his nut addiction' pulls up next to you on his bitchin tricycle. "Yo, you lookin kinda down, wanna go do some fire ass crystal meth?" I asked.
yes there is
you are in
i say "id rather walk alone thx " thinking sad thoughts to myself to myself
Oh dear
???
Hi. I'm Joseph Fritzl. 83 years old. Dislike authority, washing or cleaning, typical relationships, the truth. I like the soft glow of a candle in a dungeon corner, caring for my family a little too much, game nights involving chains.
Nice to meet y'all. Mwah ha ha haaaaaaaaaaa!
"Suit yourself," I say. I pop the collar on my tattered leather jacket, pull out my switchblade comb, and run it through my hair. I push the lever up on my handlebar mounted bell as I pedal my trike on down the road, thinking about what could have been. *rriing rriing, rriing rriing*
I sit down on the ground and silently start to cry